American Pie - Richard Humpty Vission Radio Mix

A long, long time ago, I can still remember

How that music used to make me smile

And I knew that if I had my chance

I could make those people dance

Well, maybe they'd be happy for a while

Did you write the book of love

And do you have faith in God above

If the Bible tells you so?

Now, do you believe in rock and roll

And can music save your mortal soul

And can you teach me how to dance real slow?

Well, I know that you're in love with him

'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym

You both kicked off your shoes (both kicked off your shoes)

Man, I dig those rhythms and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck

With a pink carnation and a pickup truck

But I knew that I was out of luck

The day the music died

I started singing

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be the day that I die

This will be the day that I die"

I met a girl who sang the blues

And I asked her for some happy news

She just smiled and turned away

Well, I went down to the sacred store

Where I'd heard the music years before

But the man there said the music wouldn't play

Well now, in the streets, the children screamed (the children screamed)

The lovers cried and the poets dreamed (the poets dreamed)

But not a word was spoken

The church bells all were broken

And the three men I admire the most

The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost

They caught the last train for the coast

The day the music died

We started singing

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be the day that I die

This will be the day that I die"

We started singing

We started singing

We started singing

We started singing

We started singing

We started singing

We started singing

We started singing

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be the day that I die

This will be the day that I die"

Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry

And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing, "This will be the day that I die

This will be the day that I die"