Island strum; on split measures, play the swing strum: d du - d du
Intro
A Glong, Dlong Emtime ago
AmI can still reCmember how that Emmusic used to make me Dsmile
GAnd, I Dknew if I had my Emchance
AmI could make those Cpeople dance and Emmaybe they'd be happy A7for a Dwhile
But EmFebruary Ammade me shiver, Emwith every paper AmI'd deliver
CBad news on the Gdoorstep, AmI couldn't take one Cmore Dstep
GI can't reDmember if I Emcried, when I Amread about his Dwidowed bride
GSomething Dtouched me Emdeep inside, Cthe day the D7music Gdied
Chorus
So Gbye-Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPie
Drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was Ddry
Them Ggood old boys were drinking Cwhiskey and Grye, Dsinging
EmThis will be the day that I A7die, EmThis will be the day that I D7die D7
Verse 1
GDid you write the AmBook of Love and Cdo you have faith in God aAmbove
EmIf the Bible Dtells you so? D
Now, do Gyou beDlieve in EmRock and Roll? Can Ammusic save your Cmortal soul? And
EmCan you teach me A7how to dance Dreal slow? D
EmWell, I know that you're in love with him, D'cause I Emsaw you dancing Din the gym
You Cboth kicked off your Gshoes - A7man, I Cdig those D7rhythm and blues
I was a Glonely, Dteenage Embroncin' buck with a Ampink carnation and a Cpickup truck,
but I Gknew I Dwas Emout of luck the Cday the D7music died, GI started Csinging G D
Chorus
So Gbye-Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPie
Drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was Ddry
Them Ggood old boys were drinking Cwhiskey and Grye, Dsinging
EmThis will be the day that I A7die, EmThis will be the day that I D7die D7
Verse 2
Now, for Gten years we've been on our own and Ammoss grows fat on a CRolling AmStone,
but Emthat's not how it Duse to be D
When the GJester Dsang for the Emking and queen in a Amcoat he borrowed Cfrom James Dean
In a Emvoice that A7came from Dyou and me D
Oh, and Emwhile the King was Dlooking down, the EmJester stole his Dthorny crown
The Ccourtroom was adGjourned, A7no verdict was reCturned D7
And while GLennon Dread a Embook on Marx, the Amquartet practiced Cin the park
and Gwe sang Ddirges Emin the dark the Cday the D7music died, Gwe were Csingin' G D
Chorus
GBye-Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPie GDrove my Chevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was Ddry
Them Ggood old boys were drinking Cwhiskey and Grye, Dsinging
EmThis will be the day that I A7die, EmThis will be the day that I D7die D7
Verse 3
GHelter Skelter in the Amsummer swelter, the Cbirds flew off with a Amfallout shelter
EmEight Miles high and Dfalling fast D
Glanded Dfoul Emon the grass, the Amplayers tried for a Cforward pass with the
EmJester on the A7sidelines in a Dcast D
Now, the Emhalftime air was Dsweet perfume while the EmSergeants played a Dmarching tune
We Call got Gup to A7dance, oh, but we Cnever got the D7chance
'Cause the Gplayers Dtried to Emtake the field, the Ammarching band reCfused to yield
Do you reGcall Dwhat Emwas revealed the Cday the D7music died? GWe started Csinging G D
Chorus
(see above)
Verse 4
GAnd there we were Amall in one place, Ca generation AmLost in Space
With Emno time left to Dstart again D
So, come on, GJack be nimble, DJack be quick, EmJack Flash sat on a Amcandle stick C'cause
EmFire is the A7Devil's only Dfriend D
And, Emas I watched him Don the stage my Emhands were clenched in Dfists of rage
CNo angel Gborn in A7Hell Ccould break that Satan's D7spell
And as the Gflames climbed Dhigh inEmto the night Amto light the sacriCficial rite, I saw
GSatan Dlaughing Emwith delight the Cday the D7music died, Ghe was Csinging G D
Chorus
GBye-Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPie GDrove my Chevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was Ddry
Them Ggood old boys were drinking Cwhiskey and Grye, Dsinging
EmThis will be the day that I A7die, EmThis will be the day that I D7die D7
Outro
GI met a girl who Dsang the Blues, and I Emasked her for some Amhappy Cnews
But Emshe just smiled and Dturned away
GI went Ddown to the sacred Emstore where AmI'd heard the music Cyears before
but the Emman there said the A7music wouldn't Dplay
But Emin the streets the children Amscreamed, the Emlover's cried, and the Ampoets dreamed
CNot a word was Gspoken, the Amchurch bells all were Cbroken D
And the Gthree men I adDmire the most, Emthe Father, Son, and AmHoly Ghost D
Gthey caught the Dlast train for the Emcoast the Cday the D7music Gdied, and they we're singin'
Chorus
So Gbye-Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPie
Drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was Ddry
Them Ggood old boys were drinking Cwhiskey and Grye, Dsinging
EmThis will be the day that I A7die, EmThis will be the day that I D7die, D7they were singing
Final Chorus
Gbye-Cbye, Miss AGmerican DPie
Drove my GChevy to the Clevee but the Glevee was Ddry
Them Ggood old boys were drinking Cwhiskey and Grye, Dsinging
CThis will be the D7day that I Gdie C G