American Pie

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A  long, long time ago...
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I can still remember
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How that music used to make me smile.
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And I  knew if I  had my chance
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That I  could make those people dance
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And, maybe, theyd be happy for a while.


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But feb-ru-ar-y   made me shiver
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With every  paper Id deliver.
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Bad news on the doorstep;
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I couldnt take one more step.


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I cant remember if I  cried
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When I read about his widowed bride,
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But something touched me deep inside
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The day the music died.


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So bye-bye, miss am-er-ic-an pie.
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Drove my chevy to the levee,
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But the levee was dry.
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And them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
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Singin, "thisll be the day that I die.
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"thisll be the day that I die."


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Did you write the book of love,
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And do you have faith in God above,

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If the Bible tells you so? 
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Do you believe in rock n roll,
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Can music save your mortal soul,
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And can you teach me how to dance real slow? 


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Well, I know that youre in love with him
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`cause I  saw you dancin in the gym.
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You both kicked off your shoes.
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Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.


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I  was a lon__ely  teenage broncin buck
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With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
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But I knew I was out of luck
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The day the music died.

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I started singin’
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin whiskey and rye
And singin, "thisll be the day that I die.
"thisll be the day that I die."