American Pie - Full Length Version Akkorde von
Don Mclean
Don Mclean

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Verse 1
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A long, long time ago
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I can still remember how that music
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Used to make me smile
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And I knew if I had my chance
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That I could make those people dance
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And maybe they'd be happy for a while
Verse 2
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But February made me shiver
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With every paper I'd deliver
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Bad news on the doorstep
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I couldn't take one more step
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I can't remember if I cried
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When I read about his wid
owed bride
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Something touched me deep inside
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The day the music died
Verse 3
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So, bye- bye, Miss American Pie
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Drove my Chevy to the levee,
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but the levee was dry
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And them good ol' boys were drinkin'
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whiskey and rye
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Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
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This'll be the day that I die"
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Verse 4
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Did you write the book of love
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And do you have faith in God above
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If the Bible tells you so?
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Now, do you believe in rock 'n' roll
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Can music save your mortal soul
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And can you teach me
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how to dance real slow?
Verse 5
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Well, I know that you're
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in love with him
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'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
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You both kicked off your shoes
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Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
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I was a lonely teenage
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bronckin' buck
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With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
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But I knew I was out of luck
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The day the music died
Verse 6
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I started singin', bye- bye,
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Miss American Pie
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Drove my Chevy to the levee,
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but the levee was dry
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Them good ol' boys were
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drinkin' whiskey and rye
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Singin', "This'll be
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the day that I die
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This'll be the day that I die"
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Verse 7
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Now, for ten years we've
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been on our own
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And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
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But that's not how it used to be
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When the jester sang
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for the king and queen
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In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
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And a voice that came
from you and me
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Verse 8
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Oh, and while the king was
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looking down
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The jester stole his thorny
crown
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The courtroom was ad journed
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No verdict was returned
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And while Lenin read
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a book on Marx
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A quartet practiced in the park
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And we sang dirges in the dark
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The day the mu sic died
Verse 9
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We were singin', bye- bye,
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Miss American Pie
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Drove my Chevy to the levee,
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but the levee was dry
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Them good ol' boys were
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drinkin' whiskey and rye
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Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
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This'll be the day that I die"
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Verse 10
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Helter skelter in a summer swelter
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The birds flew off with a fal lout shelter
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Eight miles high and falling fast
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It landed foul on the grass
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The players tried for a forward pass
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With the jester on the side
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lines in a cast
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Verse 11
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Now, the halftime air
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was sweet perfume
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While sergeants played a marching tune
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We all got up to dance
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Oh, but we never got the chance
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'Cause the players tried to take
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the field
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The marching band refused to yield
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Do you recall what was revealed
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The day the music died?
Verse 12
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We started singin', bye- bye,
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Miss American Pie
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Drove my Chevy to the levee,
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but the levee was dry
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Them good ol' boys were
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drinkin' whiskey and rye
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Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
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This'll be the day that I die"
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Verse 13
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Oh, and there we were all in one place
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A generation lost in space
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With no time left to start again
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So, come on, Jack be nimble,
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Jack be quick
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Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
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'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend
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Verse 14
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Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
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My hands were clenched in fists of rage
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No angel born in Hell
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Could break that Satan spell
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And as the flames climbed
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high into the night
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To light the sacrificial rite
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I saw Satan laughing with delight
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The day the music died
Verse 15
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He was singin', bye- bye,
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Miss American Pie
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Drove my Chevy to the levee,
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but the levee was dry
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Them good ol' boys were
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drinkin' whiskey and rye
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Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
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This'll be the day that I die"
Verse 16
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I met a girl who sang the blues
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And I asked her for some happy news
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But she just smiled and turned away
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I went down to the sacred store
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Where I'd heard the music
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years before
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But the man there said the
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music wouldn't play
Verse 17
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And in the streets the chil
dren screamed
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The lovers cried,
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an d the poets dreamed
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But not a word was spoken
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The church bells all were broken
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And the three men I admire most
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The Father,
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Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train
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for the coast
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The day the music died
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And they were singin',
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bye- bye,
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Miss American Pie
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Drove my Chevy to the levee,
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but the levee was dry
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And them good ol' boys were drinkin'
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whiskey and rye
Singin',
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"This'll be the day that I die
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This'll be the day that I die"
Verse 19
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They were singin', bye- bye,
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Miss American Pie
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Drove my Chevy to the levee,
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but the levee was dry
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Them good ol' boys were drinkin'
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whiskey and rye
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Singin', "This'll be the day that I die"

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