American Pie (Dance Mix) - Graham Blvd.

Written by：Don Mclean

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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

I could make those people dance

And maybe they'd be happy for a while

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 rock 'n' roll

And 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 shoes

Man I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck

With a pink carnation and a pickup truck

But I knew that I was out of luck

The day the music died

I started singing

Bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

And good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye

Singin' this'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues

And I asked her for some happy news

She just smiled and turned away

When I went down to the secrete store

Where I'd heard the music years before

But the man there said the music wouldn't play

And in the streets the children screamed

The lovers cried and the poets dreamed

But not a word was spoken

The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire most

The Father Son and the Holy Ghost

They caught the last train for the coast

The day the music died

They start singing

Bye bye Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye

Singin' this'll be the day that I die

This'll be the day that I die

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