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Do you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
(If the Bible tells you so)
Well, do you believe in rock 'n' 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 dance him in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck
But I knew that I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And the good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
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This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
(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 lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admired the most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
We started singin'
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And the good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
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This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
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