A long long time ago 　　I can still remember how that music used to make me smile 　　And I knew 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 　　But something touched me deep inside 　　The day the music died 　　So Bye-bye Miss American Pie 　　Drove my chevy to the levee 　　But the levee was dry 　　And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 　　Singin' this'll be the day that I die 　　This'll be the day that I die 　　Did you write the Book of Love 　　And do you have faith in God above 　　If the Bible tells you so 　　Do you believe 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 　　'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym 　　You both kicked off your shoes 　　Man I dig those rhythm and blues 　　I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck 　　With a pink carnation and a pickup truck 　　But I knew I was out of luck 　　The day the music died 　　I started singin' 　　Bye-bye Miss American Pie 　　Drove my chevy to the levee 　　But the levee was dry 　　And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 　　Singin' 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 rollin' stone 　　But that's not how it used to be 　　When the jester sang for the King and Queen 　　In a coat he borrowed from James Dean 　　And a voice that came from you and me 　　Oh and while the King was looking down 　　The jester stole his thorny crown 　　The courtroom was adjourned 　　No verdict was returned 　　And while Lennon read a book of Marx 　　The quartet practiced in the park 　　And we sang dirges in the dark 　　The day the music died 　　We were singing 　　Bye-bye Miss American Pie 　　Drove my chevy to the levee 　　But the levee was dry 　　And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 　　Singin' this'll be the day that I die 　　This'll be the day that I die 　　Helter Skelter in a summer swelter 　　The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter 　　Eight miles high and falling fast 　　It landed foul out on the grass 　　The players tried for a forward pass 　　With the jester on the sidelines in a cast 　　Now the half-time air was sweet perfume 　　While the Sergeants played a marching tune 　　We all got up to dance 　　Oh but we never got the chance 　　'Cause the players tried to take the field 　　The marching band refused to yield 　　Do you recall what was revealed 　　The day the music died 　　We started singing 　　Bye-bye Miss American Pie 　　Drove my chevy to the levee 　　But the levee was dry 　　And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 　　Singin' this'll be the day that I die 　　This'll be the day that I die 　　Oh and there we were all in one place 　　A generation Lost in Space 　　With no time left to start again 　　So come on Jack be nimble Jack be quick 　　Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 　　'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend 　　Oh and as I watched him on the stage 　　My hands were clenched in fists of rage 　　No angel born in hell 　　Could break that Satan's spell 　　And as the flames climbed high into the night 　　To light the sacrifical rite 　　I saw Satan laughing with delight 　　The day the music died 　　He was singing 　　Bye-bye Miss American Pie 　　Drove my chevy to the levee 　　But the levee was dry 　　And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 　　Singin' this'll be the day that I die 　　This'll be the day that I die 　　I met a girl who sang the blues 　　And I asked her for some happy news 404

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