American Pie-Moonlight Orquesta

歌手 : Moonlight Orquesta

专辑 : Revival 70's

语种 : 英语

时长 : 08:23

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TXT American Pie-Moonlight Orquesta 文本歌词

American Pie (美国派) - Moonlight Orquesta

Written by：Don Mclean(200，100)

A long long time ago

I can still remember

How that music used to

Make me smile

And I knew

If I had my chance

I could make those people dance

And maybe they'd be happy

For a while

But February made me shiver

With every paper I'd deliver

Bad news on the doorstep

I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried

When I read about

His widowed bride

But something touched

Me deep inside

The day the music died

So bye-bye

Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

And then good old boys

Were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Singin'

This'll be the day that I die

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

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 dancin' 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 pickup truck

But I knew 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

Then good old boys

Were drinkin' whiskey and rye

And singin'

This'll be the day that I die

Now for ten years

We've been on our own

And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone

But that's not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king

And queen in a coat

He borrowed from James Dean

And a voice

That came from you and me

Oh and while the king was looking down

The jester stole his thorny crown

The courtroom was adjourned

No verdict was returned

And while Lenin read a book on Marx

A quartet practiced in the park

And we sang dirges in the dark

The day the music died

We were singin' bye-bye

Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

Then good old boys

Were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Singin'

This'll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter

The birds flew off with a fallout shelter

Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass

The players tried for a forward pass

With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

While the halftime air was sweet perfume

While the sergeants played a marching tune

We all got up to dance

Oh but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field

The marching band refused to yield

Do you recall what was revealed

The day the music died

We started singin' bye-bye

Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

Then good old boys

Were drinkin' whiskey and rye

And singin'

This'll be the day that I die

Oh and there we were all in one place

A generation lost in space

With no time left to start again

So come on Jack be nimble

Jack be quick

Jack Flash sat on a candlestick

'Cause fire is the only devil's friend

Oh and as I watched him on the stage

My hands were clenched in fists of rage

No angel born in Hell

Could break that Satan's spell

And as the flames climbed high into the night

To light the sacrificial rite

I saw Satan laughing with delight

The day the music died

He was singin'

Bye-bye

Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

Then good old boys

Were drinkin' whiskey and rye

And singin'

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

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

And 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 admire most

The Father

Son and the Holy Ghost

They caught the last train for the coast

The day the music died

And they were singin' bye-bye

Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

And then good old boys

Were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Singin'

This'll be the day that I die

They were singin' bye-bye

Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee

But the levee was dry

Then good old boys

Were drinkin' whiskey and rye

And singin'

This'll be the day that I die