American Pie
Graham BLVD Lyrics


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So bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
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 singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
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
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

We were singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
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

Now 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 singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die
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 devil's only 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 singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
And singin' 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
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 singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

They were singing bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry




Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
And singin' this'll be the day that I die

Overall Meaning

The song "American Pie" by Don McLean is a complex and multi-layered work which is widely regarded as one of the best American songs of all time. The song was written in response to the 1959 airplane crash that killed Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and the Big Bopper. The song has been the subject of countless debates and interpretations since its release, and the lyrics are full of references to American culture, history, and music.


The first verse sets the stage for the general narrative of the song: a road trip to the levee with some friends, music playing in the car, and a sense of freedom and excitement. The second and third verses pose some philosophical questions about faith, rock and roll music, and love. The fourth verse features a personal story about a lonely and unsuccessful boy at a high school dance, which sets up the chorus: "the day the music died." The fifth verse references the tumultuous 1960s, with the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, and Vietnam. The chorus repeats three more times, each with slight variations and additional details, until the song concludes with a haunting image of the church bells being broken and the Holy Trinity departing on a train.


The song has become a cultural touchstone and has been covered by more than 25 different artists, including Madonna, Green Day, and Michael Jackson. It has been used in countless films, TV shows, and commercials, and has been referenced in popular culture innumerable times.


Line by Line Meaning

So bye, bye, Miss American Pie
Goodbye to the innocence and purity of America


Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
I tried to find solace but it was not available


And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye
The people indulged in alcohol to numb their pain


Singin' this'll be the day that I die
Acknowledging the destruction of the old way of life


Did you write the book of love
Do you understand what love is?


And do you have faith in God above
Do you believe in a higher power?


If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe what you're told or think for yourself?


Now do you believe in rock and roll?
Do you believe in the power of music?


Can music save your mortal soul?
Can music provide salvation for the soul?


And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Can you show me how to enjoy life and take it easy?


Well, I know that you're in love with him
I know you're in love with someone else


'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
I witnessed your act of infidelity


You both kicked off your shoes
You both let go of your inhibitions


Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I appreciate your taste in music


I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
I was a lonely teenager trying to find my place in the world


With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
I tried to put on an image of toughness and strength


But I knew I was out of luck
But I knew deep down that it wouldn't work


The day the music died
The day when everything changed and the old way of life was lost


Now for ten years we've been on our own
For the past decade, we've been navigating this new way of life by ourselves


And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
The world moves on and leaves us behind


But that's not how it used to be
But the past was different and better in some way


When the jester sang for the king and queen
When the funny man amused the leader and his people


In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
In an image taken from a movie icon


And a voice that came from you and me
In an expression of the people's collective voice


Oh, and while the king was looking down
While the leader was too focused on himself


The jester stole his thorny crown
The funny man took away the leader's power


The courtroom was adjourned
The system failed and justice was not served


No verdict was returned
No judgment was made in the case


And while Lenin read a book on Marx
While communist leaders studied their ideologies


The quartet practiced in the park
The musicians honed their craft in public spaces


And we sang dirges in the dark
And we mourned in the shadows


Helter skelter in a summer swelter
Confusion and chaos in the heat of the moment


The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
The world was so messed up that even the birds fled with a shelter


Eight miles high and falling fast
The world was in a dizzying, rapid state of decline


It landed foul on the grass
Its crash was ungraceful and disturbing


The players tried for a forward pass
They tried to do something bold and daring, but it failed


With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Even the funny man wasn't immune to the chaos


Now the halftime air was sweet perfume
The brief moment of peace was oddly soothing


While the sergeants played a marching tune
The military leaders reminded us of war and its threats


We all got up to dance
We tried to make the most of what little joy we could find


Oh but we never got the chance
We were robbed of our moment of happiness


'Cause the players tried to take the field
The people tried to take action and change things


The marching band refused to yield
But the authorities and leaders refused to give up their power


Do you recall what was revealed
Do you remember what happened?


The day the music died?
When everything was lost and over


Oh, and there we were all in one place
We were together in this moment of despair


A generation lost in space
We were disconnected from our purpose and sense of belonging


With no time left to start again
We had no second chances or opportunities left


So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
We need to be brave and swift in our actions


Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
We need to remain optimistic and positive despite the darkness


'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
We need to be careful and avoid making things worse


Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
As I watched someone trying to bring hope and light


My hands were clenched in fists of rage
I felt anger and frustration at the situation


No angel born in Hell
No pure, innocent being could have survived and thrived in that world


Could break that Satan's spell
Even the most powerful, good beings could not overcome the evil in the world


And as the flames climbed high into the night
As the threat of destruction and chaos became more intense


To light the sacrificial rite
To fuel the destruction of the old world


I saw Satan laughing with delight
I felt helpless and watched as evil reveled in the chaos


The day the music died
The day when hope and order were lost and the old way of life was destroyed


I met a girl who sang the blues
I met someone who understood the pain and loss we were experiencing


And I asked her for some happy news
I asked for hope and something positive to hold onto


But she just smiled and turned away
She didn't have any answer or solution to offer


I went down to the sacred store
I tried to find something to hold onto and cling to


Where I'd heard the music years before
Where I had gone to find hope and joy in the past


But the man there said the music wouldn't play
But the world had moved on and there was no hope to be found in the past


And in the streets, the children screamed
The younger generation was in turmoil and distress


The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
The romantics and artists held onto hope and inspiration


But not a word was spoken
But nobody had any solution or answer to the problems


The church bells all were broken
Even religion and spirituality couldn't provide answers or hope


And the three men I admire most
The figures I looked up to and respected the most


The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
The Christian trinity that represented hope and salvation


They caught the last train for the coast
Even the most powerful and hopeful figures had abandoned the world


The day the music died
The day when everything was finally over and there was no hope left




Writer(s): Don Mclean

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