American Pie

Landed foul on the grass
The day the music died
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
A generation lost in space
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
The church bells all were broken

And singing this'll be the day that I die
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
So bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Eight miles high and falling fast
The day the music died
Oh, and while the king was looking down
But I knew I was out of luck
The marching band refused to yield
Singing this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
This'll be the day that I die
I saw Satan laughing with delight
We were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
Well, I know that you're in love with him

I can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Now do you believe in rock and roll?
And singing this'll be the day that I die
Now, for ten years we've been on our own

Do you recall what was revealed
We all got up to dance
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
But she just smiled and turned away
Oh, and there we were all in one place
But something touched me deep inside the day the music died
Can music save your mortal soul?
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick

And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Could break that Satan's spell
To light the sacrificial rite

'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
I went down to the sacred store

You both kicked off your shoes
And a voice that came from you and me
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
With no time left to start again

We started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
And singing this'll be the day that I die

'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver

While sergeants played a marching tune
Where I'd heard the music years before

That I could make those people dance
And we sang 'Dirges In The Dark'
The courtroom was adjourned
And I knew if I had my chance
They caught the last train for the coast
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
They were singing, bye, bye Miss American Pie

The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
This'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die
The day the music died?
The day the music died
And in the streets the children screamed
Oh, but we never got the chance
And they were singing bye, bye Miss American Pie
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
And while Lenin read a book on Marx
And I asked her for some happy news
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
But not a word was spoken
When the jester sang for the king and queen
I met a girl who sang the blues

'Cause the players tried to take the field
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Did you write the book of love
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Singing this'll be the day that I die
Now the half time air was sweet perfume
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And do you have faith in God above
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
I started singing bye, bye Miss American Pie

And the three men I admire most
The jester stole his thorny crown
But that's not how it used to be
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean

And as the flames climbed high into the night
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
If the Bible tells you so?
The quartet practiced in the park

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
No angel born in hell
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
The day the music died
And singing this'll be the day that I die

No verdict was returned

He was singing bye, bye Miss American Pie