The Day the Music Died

Bye bye, Miss American Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry.

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye and singing, "This will be the day that I die.

This will be the day that I die." Did you write the book of love and do you have faith

in God above? The Bible tells me so. Now, do you believe in

rock 'n' roll? 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. Man, I dig those rhythm

and blues. I was a lonely teenage bronkin' buck with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck.