60
American Pie – Don Mclean - 60 bpm
A
G
long,
D
long
Em
time ago,
Am
I can
still re
C
member
how
that
Em
music
made me
D
smile.
And I
G
knew
D
if I
Em
had my
chance that
Am
I could
make those
C
people
dance,
Em
and maybe,
they’d be
A
happy
for a
D
while.
But
Em
Febru
ary
Am
made me
shiver with
Em
every
paper
Am
I’d deliver.
C
Bad news
G
on the
Am
doorstep;
I couldn’t
C
take
one more
D
step.
I
G
can’t re
D
member
Em
if I
cried when I
Am
read
about his
D
widowed
bride,
But
G
something
D
touched me
Em
deep in
side the
C
day
the
D
music
So
G
bye-
C
bye, miss Am
G
erican
D
pie. Drove my
G
chevy to the
C
levee, but the
G
levee was
D
dry.
Them
G
good old
C
boys were drinkin’
G
whiskey and
D
rye singin’,
Em
this’ll be the
day that I
A
die.
Em
This’ll be the
day that I
D
die.
G
Did
you write the
Am
book of
love, and do
C
you have
faith in
Am
God a
bove,
Em
... if the
Bible
D
tells you
so?
Do
G
you be
D
lieve in
Em
rock ’n
roll, can
Am
music
save your
C
mortal
soul,
Em
can you
teach me
A
how to
dance real
D
slow?
Well, I
Em
know that
you’re in
Am
love with
him cause I
Em
saw you
dancin’
Am
in the
gym.
You
C
both kicked
G
off your
Am
shoes.
Man, I
C
dig those
rhythm and
D
blues.
I was a
G
lonely
D
teenage
Em
broncin’
buck with a
Am
pink car
nation and a
C
pickup
truck,
But I
G
knew
D
I was
Em
out of
luck the
C
day the
D
music
Now for
G
ten years
we’ve been
Am
on our
own and
C
moss grows
fat on a
Am
rollin’
stone,
but
Em
that’s not
how it
D
used to
be.
When the
G
jester
D
sang for the
Em
king &
queen, in a
Am
coat he
borrowed
C
from James
Dean and a
Em
voice that
A
came from
you &
D
me,
Oh, and
Em
while the
king was
Am
looking
down, the
Em
jester
stole his
Am
thorny
crown.
The
C
courtroom
G
was ad
Am
journed;
No
C
verdict
was re
D
turned.
And
G
while lennon
D
read a
Em
book of
marx, the
Am
quartet
practiced
C
in the
park,
And
G
we sang
D
dirges
Em
in the
dark the
C
day the
D
music
G
Helter
skelter
Am
in a summer
swelter. The
C
birds flew
off with a
Am
fallout
shelter,
Em
eight miles
high and
D
falling
fast.
It
G
landed
D
foul
Em
on the
grass. The
Am
players
tried for a
C
forward
pass,
with the
Em
jester
on the
A
sidelines
in a
D
cast.
Now the
Em
half-time
air was
Am
sweet per
fume, while the
Em
sergeants
played a
Am
marching
tune.
We
C
all got
G
up to
Am
dance, oh,
but we
C
never
got the
D
chance!
cause the
G
players
D
tried to
Em
take the
field; The
Am
marching
band re
C
fused to yield.
Do
G
you re
D
call what
Em
was re
vealed the
C
day the
D
music
Oh, and
G
there we
were all
Am
in one
place, a
C
gener
ation
Am
lost in
space
with
Em
no time
left to
D
start a
gain
so come on
G
jack be
D
nimble,
Em
jack be
quick!
Am
Jack flash
sat on a
C
candle
stick
Em
cause
fire is the
A
devil’s
only
D
friend.
Oh, and
Em
as I
watched him
Am
on the
stage my
Em
hands were
clenched in
Am
fists of
rage.
C
No angel
G
born in
Am
hell
C
could break that
satan’s
D
spell.
And as the
G
flames climbed
D
high in
Em
to the
night to
Am
light the
sacri
C
ficial
rite,
I saw
G
satan
D
laughing
Em
with de
light the
C
day the
D
music
I
G
met a
D
girl who
Em
sang the
blues, and I
Am
asked her
for some
C
happy
news,
but
Em
she just
smiled and
D
turned a
way.
I
G
went down
D
to the
Em
sacred
store where I’d
Am
heard the
music
C
years be
fore,
but the
Em
man there
said the
A
music
wouldn’t
D
play.
And
Em
in the
streets: the
Am
children
screamed, the
Em
lovers
cried, and the
Am
poets
dreamed.
But
C
not a
G
word was
Am
spoken;
the
C
church bells
all were
D
broken.
And the
G
three men
D
I adm
Em
ire
most: the
Am
father,
son, and the
C
holy ghost,
They
G
caught the
D
last train
Em
for the
coast the
C
day the
D
music
G
died.
C -
G -
and they were
D
singing