American Pie

In the streets the children screamed

The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed

And not a word was spoken

The church bells all were broken



The three men i admired most

The father, son, and the holy ghost

They took the last train for the coast

The day the music died



They were singing "bye bye miss american pie"

I drove my chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Singing "this'll be the day that i die, this'll be the day that i die"



And the three men i admired most

The father, son, and the holy ghost

They took the last train for the coast

The day the music died




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