Madonna - American Pie (Richard Humpty Vission Radio Mix) Lyrics

[Verse 1]A long, long time ago, I can still rememberHow that music used to make me smileAnd I knew that if I had my chanceI could make those people danceWell, maybe they'd be happy for a while[Verse 2]Did you write the book of love?And do you have faith in God aboveIf 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?[Verse 3]Well, I know that you're in love with him'Cause I saw you dancing in the gymYou both kicked off your shoes (Both kicked off your shoes)Man, I dig those rhythm and blues[Verse 4]I was a lonely teenage bronking buckWith a pink carnation and a pickup truckBut I knew that I was out of luckThe day the music diedI started singing[Chorus]Bye, bye, Miss American PieDrove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dryAnd good old boys were drinking whiskey and ryeSinging this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die[Verse 5]I met a girl who sang the bluesAnd I asked her for some happy newsBut she just smiled and turned awayWell, I went down to the sacred storeWhere I'd heard the music years beforeBut the man there said the music wouldn't play[Verse 6]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 spokenThe church bells all were brokenAnd the three men I admire the mostThe Father, Son and the Holy GhostThey caught the last train for the coastThe day the music diedWe started singing[Chorus]Bye, bye, Miss American PieDrove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dryAnd good old boys were drinking whiskey and ryeSinging this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die[Bridge]We started singingWe started singingWe started singingWe started singingWe started singingWe started singingWe started singingWe started singing[Chorus]Bye, bye, Miss American PieDrove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dryAnd good old boys were drinking whiskey and ryeSinging this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I dieBye, bye, Miss American PieDrove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dryAnd good old boys were drinking whiskey and ryeSinging this'll be the day that I dieThis'll be the day that I die