Tabbed By J Brown Full Song 100% Correct Chords: E A D G B E G 3 2 0 0 0 3 D/F# 2 0 0 2 3 2 Em 0 2 2 0 0 0 Am 0 0 2 2 1 0 C 0 3 2 0 1 0 D 0 0 0 2 3 2 Dsus 0 0 0 2 3 3 D(9) 0 0 0 2 3 0 A7 0 0 2 0 2 0 C/B 0 2 0 0 1 0 Am7 0 0 2 0 1 0 Verse 1/Intro G D/F# Em A long, long time ago... Am C I can still remember Em D Dsus4 D D(9) D How that music used to make me smile. G D/F# Em And I knew if I had my chance Am C That I could make those people dance Em A7 D Dsus4 D D(9) D And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while. Em Am But february made me shiver Em Am With every paper I’d deliver. C C/B Am Bad news on the doorstep; C D I couldn’t take one more step. G D/F# Em I can’t remember if I cried C D When I read about his widowed bride, G D/F# Em But something touched me deep inside C D G The day the music died. Chorus G C G D So bye-bye, miss american pie. G C Drove my chevy to the levee, G D But the levee was dry. G C G D And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Em A7 Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. Em D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D "this’ll be the day that I die." Verse 2 G Am7 Did you write the book of love, C C/B Am7 And do you have faith in God above, Em D D Dsus4 D D(9) D If the Bible tells you so? G D/F# Em Do you believe in rock ’n roll, Am7 C Can music save your mortal soul, Em A7 D And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Em D Well, I know that you’re in love with him Em D `cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym. C C/B Am7 You both kicked off your shoes. C D Man, I dig those rhythm and blues. G D/F# Em I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck C D With a pink carnation and a pickup truck, G D/F# Em But I knew I was out of luck C D G C The day the music died. Chorus G D I started singin’, G C G D bye-bye, miss american pie. G C Drove my chevy to the levee, G D But the levee was dry. G C G D And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Em A7 And Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. Em D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D "this’ll be the day that I die." Verse 3 G Am7 Now for ten years we’ve been on our own C C/B Am And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone, Em D But that’s not how it used to be. G D/F# Em When the jester sang for the king and queen, Am7 C In a coat he borrowed from james dean Em A7 D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D And a voice that came from you and me, Verse 4 Em D Oh, and while the king was looking down, Em D The jester stole his thorny crown. C C/B Am The courtroom was adjourned; C D No verdict was returned. G D/F# Em And while Lennon read a book on Marx, C D The quartet kept practice in the park, G D/F# Em And we sang dirges in the dark C D G C The day the music died. Chorus G D We were singing, G C G D bye-bye, miss american pie. G C Drove my chevy to the levee, G D But the levee was dry. G C G D And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Em A7 And Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. Em D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D "this’ll be the day that I die." Verse 5 G Am7 Helter skelter in a summer swelter. C C/B Am The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, Em D Eight miles high and falling fast. G D/F# Em It landed foul on the grass. Am7 C The players tried for a forward pass, Em A7 D Dsus4 D D(9) D With the jester on the sidelines in a cast. Verse 6 Em D Now the half-time air was sweet perfume Em D While the sergeants played a marching tune. C C/B Am We all got up to dance, C D Oh, but we never got the chance! G D/F# Em As the players tried to take the field; C D The marching band refused to yield. G D/F# Em Do you recall what was revealed C D G C The day the music died? Chorus G D We started singing, G C G D bye-bye, miss american pie. G C Drove my chevy to the levee, G D But the levee was dry. G C G D Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Em A7 And Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. Em D D (9 fr.) D Dsus4 D D(9) D "this’ll be the day that I die." Verse 7 G Am7 Oh, and there we were all in one place, C C/B Am A generation lost in space Em D With no time left to start again. G D/F# Em So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick! Am7 C Jack flash sat on a candlestick Em A7 D Dsus4 D D(9) D Cause fire is the devil’s only friend. Verse 8 Em D Oh, and as I watched him on the stage Em D My hands were clenched in fists of rage. C C/B Am No angel born in hell C D Could break that satan’s spell. G D/F# Em And as the flames climbed high into the night C D To Fight the sacrificial lite, G D/F# Em I saw satan laughing with delight C D G C The day the music died Chorus G D He was singing, G C G D bye-bye, miss american pie. G C Drove my chevy to the levee, G D But the levee was dry. G C G D Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Em A7 And Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. Em D D Dsus4 D D(9) D "this’ll be the day that I die." Verse 9 G D/F# Em I met a girl who sang the blues Am7 C And I asked her for some happy news, Em D Dsus4 D D(9) D But she just smiled and turned away. G D/F# Em I went down to the sacred store Am7 C Where I’d heard the music years before, Am7 C D Dsus4 D D(9) D But the man there said the music wouldn’t play. Verse 10 Em Am And in the streets: the children screamed, Em Am The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. C C/B Am7 But not a word was spoken; C D The church bells all were broken. G D/F# Em And the three men I admire most: C D The father, son, and the holy ghost, G D/F# Em They caught the last train for the coast C D The day the music died. Chorus And they were singing, G C G D bye-bye, miss american pie. G C Drove my chevy to the levee, G D But the levee was dry. G C G D And Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye Em A7 Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. Em D D Dsus4 D D(9) D "this’ll be the day that I die." Chorus/Outro G D they were singing, G C G D bye-bye, miss american pie. G C Drove my chevy to the levee, G D But the levee was dry. G C G D Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye C D G Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. C D G "this’ll be the day that I die." C G
