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American Pie

Madonna

  F#   C#   Esm7	     Asmi	    H		
A long long time ago I can still remember
	 Esmi			C#	  F#	 C#	   Esm7
how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance
     Asmi		H		   Esmi		   H		
that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a 
C#    Esmi
while.

	     Asm		    Esmi	      Asmi
But February made me shiver With every paper I'd deliver
H	 F#-A   Asmi	    H		       C#
Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step
  F#	 C#	      Esmi	   Asm7		   C# 
I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride
    F#	     C#				  H	   C#7   F#   H-F#  F#	
But something touched me deep inside The day the Music Died      

So
{soc}
F#  H	      F#	      C#	   F#		 H	        F#  	 C#
bye bye Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levy But the levy was
dry
	 F#	  H		      F#		  C#
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
	Esmi			   As7 Esmi			  C#7 
Singin' this'll be the day that I die this'll be the day that I die.
{eoc}
F#		  Asmi			H		  Asmi
Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above?
Esmi	    C#			F#     C#	Esmi 
If the Bible tells you so.  Do you believe in Rock 'n Roll?
   Asm7		    H		       Esmi		As7	     C#		
Can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance
real slow?

	Esmi		     C#			    Esmi	     C#
Well, I know that you're in love with him 'cause I saw you dancin' in
the gym
    H		 F#-A	 As7		H		 C#7 
You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rythmny blues
	F#      C#	Esmi		     Asmi		   H 
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a
pickup truck.
    F#	  C#    Esmi		 H	   C#7   F#  H   
But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died

I started singin'
{c: chorus}

F#			     Asmi	     H			   Asmi
Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a
rollin' stone
Esmi		      C#		   F#	  C#		Esmi
But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the King
and Queen
     Asm7	      H		      Esm	 As7	   C# 
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you
and me

	Esmi		    C#		     Esmi		C#	 
Oh, and while the King was looking down The jester stole his thorny
crown
    H	      F#-A  As7		H	      C#7  	
The courtroom was adjourned No verdict was returned
	  F#	 C#	Esmi		  Asmi		       H 
And while Lennon read a book of Marx The court kept practice in the
park
    F#	   C#	   Esmi		   H	     C#7	  F#	H   
And we sang dirges in the dark The day the Music Died.

We were singing
{c:chorus}
F#		    Asmi   Asmi        H                     Asmi
Helter-Skelter in a summer swelter The Byrds flew off with a fallout
shelter
Esmi		     C#		      F#    C#		Esmi 
Eight Miles High and falling fast It landed foul out on the grass
    Asm7		  H				Esmi     As7		 C#
The players tried for a forward pass But the jester's on the
sidelines in a cast

	Esmi 		   C#			   Esmi			  
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the sargeants played a 
C#
marching tune
H      F#-A	 As7		H	 C#7
We all got up to dance But we never got the chance
	   F#	   C#	    Esmi	        Asmi		 H  
'cause the players tried to take the field The marching band refused
to yield
F#     C#     Esmi		    H	      C#7   F#	 H  F#
Do you recall what was reveiled the day the Music Died?   

We stared singing
{c:chorus}

F#			  Asmi		  H	      Asmi
Oh, and there we were all in one place A generation Lost in Space
Esmi		     C#				F#	
With no time left to start again So come on, Jack be nimble
Esmi		   Asm7		  H			Esmi 	    As7
Jack be quick Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'cause fire is the
Devil's 
     C#
only friend

	Esmi		  C#		  Esmi			  C#
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists
of rage
H	 F#      As7	    H 			 C#7 
No angel born in hell Could break that Satan's spell
	   F#		  C#	 Esmi		  Asmi		  H  
And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrifical
rite
      F#	   C#	     Esmi		H	C#7   F#   H  F# 
I saw Satan laughing with delight The day the Music Died    

He was singing
{c:chorus}

  F#		          Asmi		H		   Asmi
I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news
    Esmi				C#	F#			C#
But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store
	  Esmi		  Asm7		        Esmi		    As7
Where I'd heard the music years before But the man there said the
music 
	C#
woudn't play

	   Esmi			C#	      Esmi			 
And in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried, and the
poets 
C#
Dreamed
H	  F#	   As7		H		     C#7 
But not a word was spoken The Church bells all were broken
    F#	 	 C#		Esmi	 Asmi	     H  
And three men I admire most The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
     F#		C#	   Esmi		      H       C#7   F#   H  F#
They caught the last train for the coast The Day the Music Died.   

And they were singing
{c:chorus}

They were singing