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"