A long, long time ago, i can still remember how that music used to make me smile

And i knew if i'd had my chance that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while

But February made me shiver, with every paper i delivered, bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if i cried, when I read about his widowed bride, but something touched me deep inside

The day the music died



So bye bye miss american pie

Drove my shevy to the levy but the levy was dry

And good old boys were drinking whisky and rye

singing this'll be the day that i die

This'll be the day that i die



Did you write the book of love and did you have faith in God above, if the bible tells you so

and do you believ in rock n roll can music save your mortal soul, and can you teach me how to dance real slow



well i know that you're in love with him, coz I saw you dancing in the gym, you both kicked off your shoes and digged those rhythimic blues

I was a lonely teenage drunken boy, with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck, but i knew i was outts luck the day the music died



I started singing

bye bye miss american pie

Drove my shevy to the levy but the levy was dry

And good old boys were drinking whisky and rye

singing this'll be the day that i die

This'll be the day that i die



now for ten years we've been on our own and moss grows fat on a rolling stone