… 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 every 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
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing, "This'll be the day that I die"
This will be the day that I die