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American Pie chords
Don McLean

G (320003@1)   D (xx0232@1)  Em (022000@1)    
A long, long time ago,   
Am (x02210@1)          C (x32010@1)              Em (022000@1)          DI (xx0232@1)can still remember, how that music used to make me smile.
    G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)    Em (022000@1)         Am (x02210@1)               C (x32010@1)
And I knew if I had my chance, that I could make those people dance,
    Em (022000@1)            C (x32010@1)         Dand (xx0232@1)maybe they'd by happy for a while.
    Em (022000@1)     Am (x02210@1)                 Em (022000@1)        Am (x02210@1)          
But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver.  
C (x32010@1)      G (320003@1)    Am (x02210@1)        C (x32010@1)           D (xx0232@1)       
Bad news on the doorstep; I couldn't take one more step  
  G (320003@1)     D (xx0232@1)    Em (022000@1)               Am (x02210@1)           DI (xx0232@1)can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride;
G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)        Em (022000@1)             C (x32010@1)     D7 (xx0212@1)  G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G
something touched me deep inside, the day the music died. 
 
    G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)           G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)          
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the 
G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)       G (320003@1)      C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)   
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em (022000@1)                      A7 (x02020@1) Em (022000@1)                      D7this'll (xx0212@1)be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.

G (320003@1)               Am,                  C (x32010@1)               Am (x02210@1)    
Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above, 
       Em (022000@1)  D (xx0232@1)                   G (320003@1)   D (xx0232@1)      Em (022000@1)               
if the Bible tells you so?  Now do you believe in rock and roll,  
    Am (x02210@1)            C (x32010@1)               Em (022000@1)                    A7 (x02020@1)       D7can (xx0212@1)music save your mortal soul?  And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
       Em (022000@1)                Am (x02210@1)                    Em (022000@1)            Am (x02210@1)       
Well I know that you're in love with him, 'cause I saw you dancing in the gym
    C (x32010@1)  G (320003@1)             A7 (x02020@1)         C (x32010@1)                  D7 (xx0212@1)   
You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues!
        G (320003@1)    D (xx0232@1)     Em (022000@1)                   Am (x02210@1)                 CI (x32010@1)was a lonely teenage bronching buck, with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck.
      G (320003@1)  D (xx0232@1)   Em (022000@1)            C (x32010@1)      D7 (xx0212@1)  G (320003@1)C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G 
But I knew I was out of luck the day, the music died. 
G (320003@1)       D7I (xx0212@1)started singing....

G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)           G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)          
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the 
G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)       G (320003@1)      C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)   
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em (022000@1)                      A7 (x02020@1) Em (022000@1)                      D7this'll (xx0212@1)be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.

G (320003@1)                   Am (x02210@1)            C (x32010@1)                 Am (x02210@1)    
Now for ten years, we've been on our own; and moss grows fat on a rolling stone,
    Em (022000@1)                      D (xx0232@1)          G (320003@1)    D (xx0232@1)          Em (022000@1)
but that's not how it used to be. When the jester sang for the King and 
            Am (x02210@1)             C (x32010@1)                    Em (022000@1)                 A7 (x02020@1)    D7Queen, (xx0212@1)in a coat he borrowed from James Dean, and a voice that came from you and me

Em (022000@1)               Am (x02210@1)              Em (022000@1)             Am (x02210@1)
Oh, and while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown;
    C (x32010@1)        G (320003@1)   A7 (x02020@1)        C (x32010@1)           D7 (xx0212@1)   
the court room was adjourned, no verdict was returned.
          G (320003@1)    D (xx0232@1)    Em (022000@1)              Am (x02210@1)              CAnd (x32010@1)while Lennon read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the park;
G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)    Em (022000@1)             C (x32010@1)     D7 (xx0212@1)  G (320003@1)C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G 
and we sang dirges in the dark, the day the music died, 
        D7we (xx0212@1)were singing

G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)           G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)          
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the 
G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)       G (320003@1)      C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)   
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em (022000@1)                      A7 (x02020@1) Em (022000@1)                      D7this'll (xx0212@1)be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..

G (320003@1)            Am (x02210@1)                       C (x32010@1)                   Am (x02210@1)    
Helter skelter in the summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter;
Em (022000@1)                         D (xx0232@1)      G (320003@1)    D (xx0232@1)  Em (022000@1)eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the grass,
    Am (x02210@1)                C (x32010@1)                    Em (022000@1)                    A7 (x02020@1) D7the (xx0212@1)players tried for a forward pass; with the jester on the sidelines in a cast
    Em (022000@1)              Am (x02210@1)                     Em (022000@1)               Am (x02210@1)The half time air was sweet perfume, while the sergeants played a marching tune;
   C (x32010@1)     G (320003@1)   A7 (x02020@1)          C (x32010@1)           D7 (xx0212@1)   
we all got up to dance, but we never got the chance. 'Cause 
    G (320003@1)     D (xx0232@1)      Em (022000@1)                    Am (x02210@1)            Cthe (x32010@1)players tried to take the field, but the marching band refused to yield
   G (320003@1)   D (xx0232@1)       Em (022000@1)              C (x32010@1)     D7 (xx0212@1)  G (320003@1)C (x32010@1)G (320003@1)Do you recall what was revealed, the day the music died?
           D7We (xx0212@1)started singing      
 
G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)           G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)          
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the 
G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)       G (320003@1)      C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)   
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em (022000@1)                      A7 (x02020@1) Em (022000@1)                      D7this'll (xx0212@1)be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..

G (320003@1)               Am (x02210@1)            C (x32010@1)        Am (x02210@1)    
Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space;
     Em (022000@1)                    D (xx0232@1)               G (320003@1)     D (xx0232@1)     Em (022000@1)with no time left, to start again. So come on, Jack be nimble, jack be quick,
Am (x02210@1)                C (x32010@1)                 Em (022000@1)        A7 (x02020@1)         D7Jack (xx0212@1)flash sat on a candlestick, 'cause fire is the devil's only friend.
    Em (022000@1)             Am (x02210@1)             Em (022000@1)                   Am (x02210@1)
And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage.
   C (x32010@1)   G (320003@1)     A7 (x02020@1)        C (x32010@1)                D7 (xx0212@1)   
No angel born in hell, could break that Satan's spell
           G (320003@1)            D (xx0232@1)    Em (022000@1)             Am (x02210@1)           CAnd (x32010@1)as the flames climbed high into the night, to light the sacrificial rite;
      G (320003@1)   D (xx0232@1)      Em (022000@1)              C (x32010@1)     D7 (xx0212@1)  G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G 
I saw Satan laughing with delight, the day the music died.    
        D7We (xx0212@1)were singing     
 
G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)           G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)          
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the 
G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)       G (320003@1)      C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)   
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em (022000@1)                      A7 (x02020@1) Em (022000@1)                      D7this'll (xx0212@1)be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..

G (320003@1)   D (xx0232@1)      Em (022000@1)              
I met a girl who sang the blues so,
  Am (x02210@1)               C (x32010@1)             Em (022000@1)                D (xx0232@1)I asked her for some happy news; but she just smiled and turned away.
G (320003@1)    D (xx0232@1)         Em (022000@1)                  Am (x02210@1)            C (x32010@1)I went down to the sacred store, where I heard the music years before,
        Em (022000@1)               C (x32010@1)            D (xx0232@1)       Embut (022000@1)the man there said the music wouldn't play. And in the streets
    Am (x02210@1)                    Em (022000@1)                Am (x02210@1)  
the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed.
    C (x32010@1)   G (320003@1)      Am (x02210@1)        C (x32010@1)                   D (xx0232@1)But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken.
        G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1) Em (022000@1)           Am (x02210@1)                D (xx0232@1)
And the three men I admire most: the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
G (320003@1)             D (xx0232@1)        Em (022000@1)              C (x32010@1)      D7 (xx0212@1)  G (320003@1) 
They caught the last train for the coast the day, the music died.
              D7 (xx0212@1)                            
And they were singing

G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)           G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)          
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the 
G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)       G (320003@1)      C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)   
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em (022000@1)                      A7 (x02020@1) Em (022000@1)                      D7this'll (xx0212@1)be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..

D7 (xx0212@1)                            
And they were singing

G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)           G (320003@1)          C (x32010@1)          
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the 
G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)       G (320003@1)      C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)   
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
C (x32010@1)            D7 (xx0212@1)       G (320003@1) C (x32010@1)name="chord_320003@1">G   
this'll be the day that I die

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