Don McLean

American pie (Audio)

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
that I could make those people dance
and maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver,
with ev'ry 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 good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
singing |: this will 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 '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 bronking buck
with a pink carnation and a pickup truck
but I knew I was out of luck
the day the music died -- I started singing: 

Now for ten years we've been on our own,
and moss grows fat on a rolling 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
in 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 Lennon** read a book on Marx
the quartet practiced in the park
and we sang dirges in the dark
the day the music died -- we were singing:


Helter skelter in a summer swelter
the birds*** flew off with a fallout shelter
eight miles high*** and falling fast
Landing foul on the grass***
The players tried for a forward pass
with the Jester on the sideline in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfumed
while sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
but we never got the chance
'cause when the players tried to take the field
the marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was reveiled
the day the music died? -- We started singing:


And then 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 candle stick
'cause fire is the Devil's only friend.
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 singing:


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 the most,
the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost,
they caught the last train for the coast
the day the music died -- and they were singing:

Chorus (bis)

*Die "Levee" war die Amüsiermeile von Chicago; während der Prohibitionszeit war sie "trocken".
**Manche wollen hier auch "Lenin" verstehen - z.B. die Texter der deutschen Fassung -; aber das macht, wie ich finde, weniger Sinn, denn Lenin lebte ja nicht zur Zeit der Beatles, kann also kein Buch über Marx gelesen haben, während die im Park übten.
***Wohl eine Anspielung auf "The Byrds", die mal einen Hit mit dem Titel "Eight miles high" hatten;
mit "grass" wäre dann nicht der Fußball-Rasen gemeint, sondern das Hasch, das sie konsumierten.

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