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American Pie

A long, long time ago,
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile.
And I know if I 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’d deliver.
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,
Something touched me deep inside the day the music died.

Chorus

So bye bye, Miss American Pie,
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye,
Singing this’ll be the day that I die,
This’ll be the day that I die.