Don McLean American Pie ackord på gitarr

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	G	D	Em7	Am	C
A	long	long	time ago	I can still re	member

	Em	D	G	D	Em7
how that	music used to make me	smile And	I knew	if I had	my chance

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

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

	C	G	Am	C	D
	Bad news	on the	doorstep I c	ouldn't take one	more step

	G	D	Em	Am7	D
I	can't re	member if I	cried When I	read about his	widowed bride

	G	D	Em	C	D7	G	C	G
But	something	touched me deep	inside The	day the	Music	Died		So

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
	bye	bye Miss A	merican	Pie Drove my	chevy to the	levy But the	levy was	dry

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

	Em	A7	Em	D7
Singin'	this'll be the day that I	die	this'll be the day that I	die.

	G	Am	C	Am
	Did you write the	book of love And do	you have faith in	God above?

	Em	D	G	D	Em
	If the Bible	tells you so. Do	you be	lieve in	Rock 'n 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 'cause I	saw you dancin'	in the gym

	C	G	A7	C	D7
You	both kicked	off your	shoes Man, I	dig those rythmny	blues

	G	D	Em	Am	C
I was a	lonely	teenage	broncin' buck With a	pink carnation and a	pickup truck.

	G	D	Em	C	D7	G	C	G
But	I knew	I was	out of luck The	day the	music	died		I started singin'

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
	bye	bye Miss A	merican	Pie Drove my	chevy to the	levy But the	levy was	dry

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

	Em	A7	Em	D7
Singin'	this'll be the day that I	die	this'll be the day that I	die.

	G	Am	C	Am
	Now for ten years we've been	on our own And	moss grows fat on a	rollin' stone

	Em	D	G	D	Em
	But that's not how it	used to be When the	jester	sang for the	King and Queen

	Am7	C	Em	A7	D
In a	coat he borrowed	from James Dean And 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	A7	C	D7
The	courtroom	was ad	journed No	verdict was re	turned

	G	D	Em	Am	C
And while	Lennon	read a	book of Marx The	court kept practice	in the park

	G	D	Em	C	D7	G	C	G
And	we sang	dirges	in the dark The	day the	Music	Died.		We were singing

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
	bye	bye Miss A	merican	Pie Drove my	chevy to the	levy But the	levy was	dry

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

	Em	A7	Em	D7
Singin'	this'll be the day that I	die	this'll be the day that I	die.

	G	Am	Am	C	Am
	Helter-Skelter in a	summer	swelter The	Byrds flew off with a	fallout shelter

	Em	D	G	D	Em
	Eight Miles High and	falling fast It	landed	foul out	on the grass

	Am7	C	Em	A7	D
The	players tried	for a forward pass But the	jester's	on the sidelines	in a cast

	Em	D	Em	D
Now the	half-time air was	sweet perfume While the	sargeants played a	marching tune

	C	G	A7	C	D7
	We all	got up to	dance But we	never got	the chance

	G	D	Em	Am	C
'cause the	players	tried to	take the field The	marching band re	fused to yield

	G	D	Em	C	D7	G	C	G
	Do you	recall	what was reveiled the	day the	Music	Died?		We stared singing

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
	bye	bye Miss A	merican	Pie Drove my	chevy to the	levy But the	levy was	dry

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

	Em	A7	Em	D7
Singin'	this'll be the day that I	die	this'll be the day that I	die.

	G	Am	C	Am
	Oh, and there we were all	in one place a	generation	Lost in Space

	Em	D	G
	With no time left to	start again So come on,	Jack be nimble

	Em	Am7	C	Em	A7	D
	Jack be quick Jack	Flash sat on a	candlestick 'cause	fire is the	Devil's only	friend

	Em	D	Em	D
Oh, and	as I watched him	on the stage My	hands were clenched in	fists of rage

	C	G	A7	C	D7
	No angel	born in	hell Could	break that Satan's	spell

	G	D	Em	Am	C
And as the	flames climbed	high in	to the night To	light the sacri	fical rite

	G	D	Em	C	D7	G	C	G
I saw	Satan	laughing	with delight The	day the	Music	Died		He was singing

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
	bye	bye Miss A	merican	Pie Drove my	chevy to the	levy But the	levy was	dry

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

	Em	A7	Em	D7
Singin'	this'll be the day that I	die	this'll be the day that I	die.

	G	Am	C	Am
I	met a girl who sang the	blues And I	asked her for some	happy news

	Em	D	G	D
But	she just smiled and turned	away I	went down to the sacred	store

	Em	Am7	Em	A7	D
Where I'd	heard the music	years before But the	man there said the	music woudn't	play

	Em	D	Em	D
And in the	streets the children	screamed The	lovers cried, and the poets	dreamed

	C	G	A7	C	D7
	But not a	word was	spoken The	Church bells all were	broken

	G	D	Em	Am	C
And	three men I	admire most The	Father,	Son and the	Holy Ghost

	G	D	Em	C	D7	G	C	G
They	caught the	last train	for the coast The	Day the	Music	Died.		And they were singing

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
	bye	bye Miss A	merican	Pie Drove my	chevy to the	levy But the	levy was	dry

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

	Em	A7	Em	D7
Singin'	this'll be the day that I	die	this'll be the day that I	die.

	G	C	G	D	G	C	G	D
	bye	bye Miss A	merican	Pie Drove my	chevy to the	levy But the	levy was	dry

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

	Em	A7	Em	D7
Singin'	this'll be the day that I	die	this'll be the day that I	die.

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