American Pie Tabulatur von Don Mclean

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G G     D D    Em7 Em7
A A long, long time ago,

Am Am C C Em Em D D
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile

G G D D Em7 Em7
And I know if I had my chance,

Am Am C C Em Em C C
That I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for

D D
a while

Em Em Am Am Em Em Am Am
But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver

C C G G Am Am C C D D
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step

G G D D Em Em Am7 Am7 D D
I can't remember if I cried when I read about his widowed bride

G G D D Em Em
Something touched me deep inside

C C D7 D7 G G C C G G
The day the music died


G G C C G G D D
So bye, bye Miss American Pie

G G C C G G D D
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry

G G C C G G D D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Em Em A7 A7 Em Em
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that

D7 D7
I die


G G Am Am
Did you write the book of love

C C Am Am Em Em D D
And do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so?

G G D D Em Em
Do you believe in rock and roll

Am7 Am7 C C Em Em
Can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to

A7 A7 D D
dance real slow?

Em Em D D Em Em D D
Well I know that you're in love with him 'cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym

C C G G A7 A7 C C D7 D7
You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues

G G D D Em Em Am Am
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck with a pink carnation and

C C
a pickup truck

G G D D Em Em C C D7 D7 G G C C G G
But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died, I started singin'


G G C C G G D D
So bye, bye Miss American Pie

G G C C G G D D
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry

G G C C G G D D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Em Em A7 A7 Em Em
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that

D7 D7
I die


G G Am Am
Now for ten years we've been on our own,

C C Am Am Em Em D D
and moss grows fat on a rolling stone but that's not how it used to be

G G D D Em Em
When the jester sang for the king and queen

Am7 Am7 C C Em Em
in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voice that came from you

A7 A7 D D
and me

Em Em D D Em Em D D
And while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown

C C G G A7 A7 C C D7 D7
The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned

G G D D Em Em Am Am C C
And while Lenin read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the park

G G D D Em Em C C D7 D7 G G C C G G
And we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died, we were singin'


G G C C G G D D
So bye, bye Miss American Pie

G G C C G G D D
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry

G G C C G G D D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Em Em A7 A7 Em Em
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that

D7 D7
I die


G G Am Am
Helter skelter in a summer swelter

C C Am Am Em Em
the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and

D D
fallin' fast

G G D D Em Em
It landed foul on the grass

Am7 Am7 C C Em Em
the players tried for a forward pass, with the jester on the

A7 A7 D D
sidelines in a cast

Em Em D D Em Em
Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, while sergeants played a

D D
marching Tune

C C G G A7 A7 C C D7 D7
We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance

G G D D Em Em Am Am C C
'Cuz the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield

G G D D Em Em C C D7 D7 G G C C G G
Do you recall what was the feel the day the music died, we started singin'


G G C C G G D D
So bye, bye Miss American Pie

G G C C G G D D
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry

G G C C G G D D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Em Em A7 A7 Em Em
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that

D7 D7
I die


G G Am Am
And there we were all in one place,

C C Am Am Em Em D D
a generation lost in space, with no time left to start again

G G D D Em Em Am7 Am7 C C
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candle

Em Em A7 A7 D D
stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend

Em Em D D Em Em D D
And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage

C C G G A7 A7 C C D7 D7
No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell

G G D D Em Em Am Am
And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the

C C
sacrificial rite

G G D D Em Em C C D7 D7 G G C C G G
I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the music died, he was singin'


G G C C G G D D
So bye, bye Miss American Pie

G G C C G G D D
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry

G G C C G G D D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

Em Em A7 A7 Em Em
Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that

D7 D7
I die


G G D D Em Em
I met a girl who sang the blues

Am Am C C Em Em
And I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned

D D
away

G G D D Em Em
I went down to the sacred store

Am Am C C Em Em
Where I'd heard the music years before, but the man there said the

C C D D
music wouldn't play

Em Em Am Am Em Em
But in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the

Am Am
poets dreamed

C C G G Am Am C C D D
But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken

G G D D Em Em Am7 Am7 C C D7 D7
And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost

G G D D Em Em Am7 Am7 D7 D7 G G
They caught the last train for the coast the day the music died,

D7 D7
And they were singin'


G G C C G G D D
So bye, bye Miss American Pie

G G C C G G D D
Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry

G G C C G G D D
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye

C C D7 D7 G G C C G G
Singin' this will be the day that I die.

 

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suppchilds avatar
let me print it! :)
15 Jun 2009
Über dieses Lied

Die Ballade American Pie ist der bekannteste Song von Don McLean (* 2. Oktober 1945 in New Rochelle, New York), einem US-amerikanischen S