Tonalité : G major
Verse 1
E
B
C#m
A long, long time ago
F#m
A
C#m
I can still remember how that music
B
Used to make me smile
C#m
And I knew if I had my chance
F#m
A
That I could make those people dance
C#m
A
B
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
Verse 2
C#m
F#m
But February made me shiver
C#m
B
F#m
With every paper I'd deliver
A
E
F#m
Bad news on the doorstep
A
B
I couldn't take one more step
C#m
I can't remember if I cried
A
B
When I read about his wid
owed bride
E
B
C#m
Something touched me deep inside
A
B
E
The day the music died
Verse 3
E
A
E
B
So, bye- bye, Miss American Pie
E
A
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
E
B
but the levee was dry
E
A
E
And them good ol' boys were drinkin'
B
whiskey and rye
C#m
F#
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
C#m
This'll be the day that I die"
B
Verse 4
E
F#m
Did you write the book of love
A
F#m
C#m
And do you have faith in God above
B
If the Bible tells you so?
E
B
E
C#m
Now, do you believe in rock 'n' roll
F#m
A
Can music save your mortal soul
C#m
F#
And can you teach me
B
how to dance real slow?
Verse 5
C#m
Well, I know that you're
B
in love with him
C#m
B
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
A
F#m
You both kicked off your shoes
A
B
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
E
B
I was a lonely teenage
C#m
bronckin' buck
F#m
A
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
E
B
C#m
But I knew I was out of luck
A
B
E
A
The day the music died
Verse 6
E
B
E
A
I started singin', bye- bye,
E
B
Miss American Pie
E
A
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
E
B
but the levee was dry
E
A
Them good ol' boys were
E
drinkin' whiskey and rye
B
C#m
Singin', "This'll be
F#
the day that I die
C#m
This'll be the day that I die"
B
Verse 7
E
Now, for ten years we've
F#m
been on our own
A
F#m
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
C#m
B
But that's not how it used to be
E
B
When the jester sang
C#m
for the king and queen
F#m
A
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
C#m
F#
And a voice that came
from you and me
B
Verse 8
C#m
Oh, and while the king was
B
looking down
C#m
B
The jester stole his thorny
crown
A
E
F#m
The courtroom was ad journed
F#
A
B
No verdict was returned
E
B
And while Lenin read
C#m
a book on Marx
F#m
A
A quartet practiced in the park
E
B
C#m
And we sang dirges in the dark
A
B
E
A
The day the mu sic died
Verse 9
E
B
E
A
We were singin', bye- bye,
E
B
Miss American Pie
E
A
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
E
B
but the levee was dry
E
A
Them good ol' boys were
E
B
drinkin' whiskey and rye
C#m
F#
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
C#m
This'll be the day that I die"
B
Verse 10
E
F#m
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
A
F#m
The birds flew off with a fal lout shelter
C#m
B
Eight miles high and falling fast
E
B
C#m
It landed foul on the grass
F#m
A
The players tried for a forward pass
C#m
With the jester on the side
F#
lines in a cast
B
Verse 11
C#m
Now, the halftime air
B
was sweet perfume
C#m
B
While sergeants played a marching tune
A
F#m
We all got up to dance
A
B
Oh, but we never got the chance
E
B
'Cause the players tried to take
C#m
the field
F#m
A
The marching band refused to yield
E
B
C#m
Do you recall what was revealed
A
B
E
A
The day the music died?
Verse 12
E
B
E
A
We started singin', bye- bye,
E
B
Miss American Pie
E
A
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
E
B
but the levee was dry
E
A
Them good ol' boys were
E
B
drinkin' whiskey and rye
C#m
F#
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
C#m
This'll be the day that I die"
B
Verse 13
E
F#m
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A
F#m
A generation lost in space
C#m
B
With no time left to start again
E
B
So, come on, Jack be nimble,
C#m
Jack be quick
F#m
A
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
C#m
F#
'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend
B
Verse 14
C#m
B
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
C#m
B
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
A
C#m
F#m
No angel born in Hell
A
B
Could break that Satan spell
E
And as the flames climbed
B
C#m
high into the night
F#m
A
To light the sacrificial rite
E
B
C#m
I saw Satan laughing with delight
A
B
E
A
The day the music died
Verse 15
E
B
E
A
He was singin', bye- bye,
E
B
Miss American Pie
E
A
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
E
B
but the levee was dry
E
A
Them good ol' boys were
E
B
drinkin' whiskey and rye
C#m
F#
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
C#m
B
This'll be the day that I die"
Verse 16
B
C#m
I met a girl who sang the blues
F#m
A
And I asked her for some happy news
C#m
B
But she just smiled and turned away
E
B
C#m
I went down to the sacred store
F#m
Where I'd heard the music
A
years before
C#m
But the man there said the
A
B
music wouldn't play
Verse 17
B
C#m
F#m
And in the streets the chil
dren screamed
C#m
The lovers cried,
F#m
an d the poets dreamed
A
E
F#m
But not a word was spoken
A
B
The church bells all were broken
C#m
And the three men I admire most
A
The Father,
B
Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train
C#m
B
for the coast
A
B
E
The day the music died
B
And they were singin',
Verse 18
E
A
bye- bye,
E
B
Miss American Pie
E
A
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
E
B
but the levee was dry
E
A
And them good ol' boys were drinkin'
E
B
whiskey and rye
Singin',
C#m
F#
C#m
"This'll be the day that I die
B
This'll be the day that I die"
Verse 19
E
A
They were singin', bye- bye,
E
B
Miss American Pie
E
A
Drove my Chevy to the levee,
E
B
but the levee was dry
E
A
Them good ol' boys were drinkin'
E
B
whiskey and rye
A
B
E
A
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die"
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