An oil painting of four men drinking near a classic car, a pickup truck, and a jukebox on a rural road at sunset.

[Verse 1] A 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 [Chorus] So bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye Singing, "This’ll be the day that I die "This’ll be the day that I die." [Verse 2] Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Do you believe in rock ’n' 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 [Chorus] Bye, bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good old boys were drinking whiskey 'n rye Singing, "This’ll be the day that I die "This’ll be the day that I die." [Verse 3] 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 See more