Verse: One Strum Per Chord
G D Em
A long, long time ago
Am C Em D
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And
G D Em Am C
I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance and
Em C D
maybe they”d by happy for a while but
Em Am Em Am
February made me shiver with every paper I”d deliver.
C G Am C D
Bad news on the doorstep. I couldn”t take one more step
G D Em Am7 D
I can”t remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride,
G D Em C D7 G
Something touched me deep inside the day the music died.
Chorus: Start Strumming
|G C| |G D| |G C|
So bye-bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
|G D| |G C| |G D|
levee was dry, them good ole boys were drinkin” whiskey and Rye, singing
Em A7 Em D D
this”ll be the day that I die, This”ll be the day that I die.
Verse:
G Am, C Am
Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above?__
Em D D |G D| Em
If the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in rock and roll? Can
Am C Em A7 D7 D7
music save your mortal soul? and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well I
Em Am Em Am
know that you”re in love with him “cause I saw you dancing in the gym, you
|C G| A7 C D7
both kicked off your shoes, Man I dig those rhythm and blues! I was a
| G D | Em Am C
lonely teenage broncin” buck, with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck but I
|G D| Em C D7 |G C |
knew that I was out of luck the day, the music died.
|G D7|
I started singing….
Chorus: Start Strumming
|G C| |G D| |G C|
So bye-bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
|G D| |G C| |G D|
levee was dry, them good ole boys were drinkin” whiskey and Rye, singing
Em A7 Em D D
this”ll be the day that I die, This”ll be the day that I die.
So forth and so on….
Final Verse: (One Strum)
G D Em
I met a girl who sang the blues so
Am C Em D
I asked her for some happy news but she just smiled__ and turned away. I went
G D Em Am C
down to the sacred store. Where I heard the music years before. But the
Em C D
man there said the music wouldn”t play.__ And
Em Am Em Am
in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed. But
C G Am C D
not a word was spoken.__ The church__ bells_ all_ were_ broken. And the
G D Em Am7 D
three men I admire most: the father, Son and the Holy Ghost they
G D Em C D7 G
caught the last train for the coast the day, the music died.
|G D7 |
And they were singing:
Chorus twice, ending: this”ll be the day that I die