Don McLean – American Pie (Guitar)

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* = strum once The C minor chord which is played in verse 4 may be a mistake but it is on the recording. [Verse 1]
  G     D/F#    Em
A long, long time ago

Am            C                  Em                  D    Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile

    G      D/F#   Em
And I knew if I had my chance

     Am                 C                Em              C            D    Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
That I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for a while

Em             Am             Em                Am
  But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver

C        G/B    Am             C                        D
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step

  G          D/F#     Em           C              D
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride

G         D/F#       Em
Something touched me deep inside

    C       D     G
The day the music died
[Chorus]
   G    C        G        D
So bye, bye Miss American Pie

         G            C             G         D
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

        Em*                         A7*  Em*                         D7  D7sus2 D7 D7sus4 D7 D7sus2 D7
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die
[Verse 2]
G                 Am
Did you write the book of love

       C                 Am         Em           D
And do you have faith in God above, if the bible tells you so?

G      D/F#        Em
Do you believe in rock and roll

    Am7            C              Em                 A7           D
Can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow?

       Em*                  D*                   Em*             D*
Well I know that you're in love with him 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym

    C           G/B      Am           C                    D7
You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues

        G      D/F#     Em                   Am                   C
I was a lonely teenage bronckin' buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck

    G     D/F#    Em              C       D7    G  C  G         D
But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died,  I started singin'
[Chorus]
G    C        G        D
Bye, bye Miss American Pie

         G            C             G         D
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

        Em*                         A7*  Em*                         D7
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die
[Verse 3]
         G                   Am
Now for ten years we've been on our own

      C                   Am          Em                     D         Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
and moss grows fat on a rolling stone but that's not how it used to be

          G     D/F#            Em
When the jester sang for the king and queen

     Am7                C                   Em             A7          D
in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voice that came from you and me

         Em*                 D*               Em*                 D*
Oh, and while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown

     C        G/B   A7       C                D7
The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned

          G         D/F#  Em             Am           C
And while Lennin read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the park

    G       D/F#   Em               C       D7    G  C  G        D
And we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died,   we were singin'
[Chorus]
G    C        G        D
Bye, bye Miss American Pie

         G            C             G         D
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

        Em*                         A7*  Em*                         D7
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die
[Verse 4]
G                   Am
Helter skelter in a summer swelter

C                      Am                 Em                     D
the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and fallin' fast

      G   D/F#  Em
It landed foul on the grass

      Am7                C            Em                             A7     D
the players tried for a forward pass, with the jester on the sidelines in a cast

         Em*               D*                  Em*                 D*
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume, while sergeants played a marching tune

C          G/B      A7      C                  D7
We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance

         G        D/F#     Em             Am                  Cm        C
'Cuz the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield

G         D/F#      Em               C       D7    G  C  G           D
Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died,   we started singin'
[Chorus]
G    C        G        D
Bye, bye Miss American Pie

         G            C             G         D
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

        Em*                         A7*  Em*                         D7
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die
[Verse 5]
     G                Am
And there we were all in one place

  C          Am                  Em               D          Dsus4 D Dsus2 D
a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again

            G      D/F#    Em             Am7                 C
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick

      Em           A7             D
'cause fire is the devil's only friend

     Em*              D*               Em*                    D*
And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage

   C      G/B    A7         C                  D7
No angel born in Hell could break that Satan's spell

           G            D/F#      Em             Am              C
And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite

      G     D/F#     Em                C       D7    G  C  G       D
I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the music died,   he was singin'
[Chorus]
G    C        G        D
Bye, bye Miss American Pie

         G            C             G         D
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

        Em*                         A7*  Em*                         D7
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die
[Verse 6]
G       D/F#     Em
I met a girl who sang the blues

      Am                 C               Em                  D
And I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned away

G         D/F#     Em
I went down to the sacred store

       Am              C                        Em                  C
Where I'd heard the music years before, but the man there said the music

          D
wouldn't play

    Em*                Am*                    Em*                  Am*
And in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed

    C     G/B      Am          C                     D
But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken

        G         D/F#  Em           C                      D
And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost

G               D/F#       Em                C       D     G
They caught the last train for the coast the day the music died,
N.C. And they were singin' [Chorus]
G    C        G        D
Bye, bye Miss American Pie

         G            C             G         D
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

        Em*                         A7   Em*                         D7  D7sus2 D7 D7sus4 D7 D7sus2 D7
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die

                  G    C        G        D
They were singin' bye, bye Miss American Pie

         G            C             G         D
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry

         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

        C                D7         G   C   G
Singin' this will be the day that I die