作词 : Don McLean 作曲 : Don McLean A long long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver with every paper I'd daliver Bad news on the doorstap I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride Something touched me deep inside the day the music died.So bye bye Miss American pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinkin' whisky ane rye singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above? If the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in rook and roll can Music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well I know that you're in love with him cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shose Man, I dig those rhythm and bluses I was a lonely teenage broncin's buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died. I started singing bye bye Now for ten years we've been on our own and moss grows fat on a rollin's stone But that's not how it used to be When the Jester sang for the king and Queen in a coat He Borrowned from James Dean and a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down the Jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned And while Lennin read a book on Marx the coart took practice in the park and we SONG dirties in the dark the day the music died. We were singin's bye bye Helter-skelter in the summer sweiter the birds flew off with a fall-out shelter Eight miles high and fallin's fast, it landed foul on the gress the players tried for a forware pass, with the Jester on the sidelines in a coat Now the half-time air was sweet paerfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance but we never got the chance Cause the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died We started singin's bye bye In there we were all in one place, A generation lost in space with no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack sat on a candlestick cause fire is the devils only friend (Oh) as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in festive rage No angel born in heaven could break that stan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night the sacrificial rite I saw satan Laughing with delight the day the music died. He was singin's bye byeI met girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news but the just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play The lovers cried and the posts dreamed (But) Not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken And he three man I admire most the Father, Son an the holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died. And they were singin' bye bye
作词 : Don McLean 作曲 : Don McLean A long long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver with every paper I'd daliver Bad news on the doorstap I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride Something touched me deep inside the day the music died.So bye bye Miss American pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinkin' whisky ane rye singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the book of love and do you have faith in God above? If the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in rook and roll can Music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well I know that you're in love with him cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shose Man, I dig those rhythm and bluses I was a lonely teenage broncin's buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died. I started singing bye bye Now for ten years we've been on our own and moss grows fat on a rollin's stone But that's not how it used to be When the Jester sang for the king and Queen in a coat He Borrowned from James Dean and a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down the Jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned And while Lennin read a book on Marx the coart took practice in the park and we SONG dirties in the dark the day the music died. We were singin's bye bye Helter-skelter in the summer sweiter the birds flew off with a fall-out shelter Eight miles high and fallin's fast, it landed foul on the gress the players tried for a forware pass, with the Jester on the sidelines in a coat Now the half-time air was sweet paerfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance but we never got the chance Cause the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died We started singin's bye bye In there we were all in one place, A generation lost in space with no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick Jack sat on a candlestick cause fire is the devils only friend (Oh) as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in festive rage No angel born in heaven could break that stan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night the sacrificial rite I saw satan Laughing with delight the day the music died. He was singin's bye byeI met girl who sang the blues and I asked her for some happy news but the just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store where I heard the music years before But the man there said the music wouldn't play The lovers cried and the posts dreamed (But) Not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken And he three man I admire most the Father, Son an the holy Ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died. And they were singin' bye bye
