1:40:11 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 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 So by Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And 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 Did you write
1:41:31 The Bible tells you so Can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance slow I know that you're up with him cause i saw ya dancing in the gym Kicked off your shoes Made a lonely teenage With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But the day, I started singing
1:42:21 Buyin' this American pie Drove my Chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Food, drink and whiskey and rye And singin', This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I di- I was fat on a rolling stone but That's not how you When the jester sang for The king and queen He borrowed from James Dean In a voice That came from You & Me
1:43:05 And while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown. The room was adjourned for remarks. The quartet practiced in the park and we sang dirges in the dark. The days it died, we were singing bye-bye. This American pie Drove my Chevy to the levee But the levee was dry Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye And singing, this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I... Helped her in a summer swell Through the burlap shelving Eight miles high In the fallen fad On the grass The players tried For a forward pass With the jester on their sidelines
1:44:19 Now the halftime air was sweet perfume while the sergeants played a marching tune. We ought to dance, I've got the chance! The players tried to take the marching band with you Do you recall the feel of day? We started singing, minus American Pie, Doughnuts, Chefs and the Levy
1:44:59 And good old boys were drinking whiskey and pride, singing this'll be the day. This'll be the day that I dip 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 Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched and fists of rage No angel born in me Could break that Satan's spell into the night To light the sacrificial rite I saw Satan's music die He was singing bye-bye Miss America Oh, my Chevy to the left, the levee was dry
1:46:16 And did all the boys with big and whiskey and rye Singing, this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die. I met a girl who sang blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled... I went down to the sacred store Where i'd heard the music years before but The man there said the music wouldn't play
1:46:56 And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three men I met The Father Son and the Holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day, the music...and they were singing
1:47:37 I drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry and them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye singing this'll be the day that i die, this will be 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.