American Pie

In the streets the children screamed,
the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
and not a word was spoken
the church bells all were broken

The three men I admired most
The Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost
they took the last train for the cost
the day the music died

They were singing "Bye bye Miss American Pie
I drove my Chevy to the levi but the levi was dry"
good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

And the three men I admired most
The Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost
they took the last train for the cost
the day the music died

Written by Don McLean

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