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American Pie - Don McLean Tono: F

(movido)
(Lento) F C/E Dm
F C/E Dm Did you write the book of love
A long long time ago... Gm A#
Gm A# And do you have faith in God above
I can still remember Dm C (C4 C C9 C)
Dm C (C4 C C9 C) If the Bible tells you so?
How that music used to make me smile

F C/E Dm
F C/E Dm Have you believe in rock 'n roll
And I knew if I had my chance Gm A#
Gm A# Can music save your mortal soul
That I could make those people dance Dm A# C
Dm A# C And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
And maybe they'd be happy for a while Dm C
Dm Gm Well I know that you're in love with him
But february made me shiver Dm C
Dm Gm `cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
With every paper I'd deliver. A# D7m/A Gm
A# D7m/A Gm You both kicked off your shoe
Bad news on the doorstep A# C
A# C Man I dig those rhythm and blues
I couldn't take one more step F C/E Dm
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
Gm A#
F C/E Dm With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
I can't remember if I cried F C/E Dm
Gm A# But I knew I was out of luck
When I read about his widowed bride A# C F
F C/E Dm The day the music died
But something touched me deep inside I started singin'
A# C F
The day the music died
F A# F C
Bye-bye miss american pie
F A# F C F A#
So bye-bye miss american pie Drove my chevy to the levee
F A# F C
Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry
F C F A# F C
But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
F A# F C Dm G7
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die
Dm G7 Dm C (C9 C C4 C C9 C)
Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die
Dm C (C9 C C4 C C9 C)
This'll be the day that I die
F C/E Dm F C/E Dm
Now for ten years we've been on our own Helter skelter in a summer swelter
Gm A# Gm A#
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Dm C (C4 C C9 C) Dm C
But that's not how it used to be Eight miles high and falling fast
F C/E Dm
It landed foul on the grass
F C/E Dm Gm A#
When the jester sang for the king and queen The players tried for a forward pass
Gm A# Dm Gm C
In a coat he borrowed from james dean With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Dm Gm C Dm C
And a voice that came from you and me Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
Dm C Dm C
Oh and while the king was looking down While the sergeants played a marching tune
Dm C A# D7m/A Gm
The jester stole his thorny crown We all got up to dance
A# D7m/A Gm A# C
The courtroom was adjourned Oh but we never got the chance!
A# C F C/E Dm
No verdict was returned `cause the players tried to take the field
F C/E Dm Gm A#
And while lenin read a book of marx The marching band refused to yield
Gm A# F C/E Dm
The quartet practiced in the park Do you recall what was revealed
F C/E Dm A# C F
And we sang dirges in the dark The day the music died?
A# C F We started singing
The day the music died
We were singing
F A# F C
Bye-bye miss american pie
F A# F C F A#
Bye-bye miss american pie Drove my chevy to the levee
F A# F C
Drove my chevy to the levee But the levee was dry
F C F A# F C
But the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
F A# F C Dm G7
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die
Dm G7 Dm C (C9 C C4 C C9 C)
Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die
Dm C (C9 C C4 C C9 C)
This'll be the day that I die
F C/E Dm
Oh and there we were all in one place (lento)
Gm A#
A generation lost in space F C/E Dm
Dm C (C4 C C9 C) I met a girl who sang the blues
With no time left to start again Gm A#
F C/E Dm And I asked her for some happy news
So come on: jack be nimble jack be quick! Dm C (C4 C C9 C)
Gm A# But she just smiled and turned away
Jack flash sat on a candlestick F C/E Dm
Dm Gm C I went down to the sacred store
Cause fire is the devil's only friend Gm A#
Dm C Where I'd heard the music years before
Oh and as I watched him on the stage Dm Gm C
Dm C But the man there said the music wouldn'd play
My hands were clenched in fists of rage Dm C
A# D7m/A Gm And in the streets: the children screamed
No angel born in hell Dm C
A# C The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
Could break that satan's spell A# D7m/A Gm
F C/E Dm But not a word was spoken
And as the flames climbed high into the night A# C
Gm A# The church bells all were broken
To light the sacrificial rite F C/E Dm
F C/E Dm And the three men I admire most
I saw satan laughing with delight Gm A#
A# C F The father son and the holy ghost
The day the music died F C/E Dm
He was singing They caught the last train for the coast
A# C F
The day the music died
F A# F C And they were singing
Bye-bye miss american pie
F A# (Coro lentito)
Drove my chevy to the levee F A# F C
F C Bye-bye miss american pie
But the levee was dry F A#
F A# F C Drove my chevy to the levee
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye F C
Dm G7 But the levee was dry
Singin' this'll be the day that I die F A# F C
Dm C And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
This'll be the day that I die Dm G7
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
Dm C (C9 C C4 C C9 C
This'll be the day that I die
They were singing

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