Mclean Don - American Pie, аккорды

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А long, long time ago,  
 
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I can still remember how that music 
                  
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Used to make me smile 
     
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And I know if I had my chance, 
      
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That I could make those people dance 
      
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And maybe they'd be happy for a while 
           
     
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But February made me shiver, 
       
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With every paper I'd deliver 
 
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Bad news on the doorstep, 
    
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I couldn't take one more step 
   
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I can't remember if I cried 
         
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When I read about his widowed bride 
 
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Something touched me deep inside 
 
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The day the music died 
 
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So bye, bye Miss American Pie 
          
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Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry 
          
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And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 
         
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Singin' this will be the day that I die, 
  
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This will be the day that I die 
 
 
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Did you write the book of love 
        
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And do you have faith in god above, 
  
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If the bible tells you so? 
 
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Do you believe in rock and roll 
     
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Can music save your mortal soul 
           
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And can you teach me how to dance real slow? 
 
        
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Well I know that you're in love with him  
          
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'Cuz I saw you dancin' in the gym 
     
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You both kicked off your shoes, 
        
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Man I dig those rhythm and blues 
         
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I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck 
         
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With a pink carnation and a pickup truck 
     
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But I knew I was out of luck the day 
     
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The music died, I started singin' 
 
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So bye, bye Miss American Pie 
          
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Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry 
          
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And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 
         
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Singin' this will be the day that I die, 
  
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This will be the day that I die 
 
          
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Now for ten years we've been on our own, 
       
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and moss grows fat on a rolling stone 
 
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But that's not how it used to be 
           
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When the jester sang for the king and queen  
      
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in a coat he borrowed from James Dean 
        
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In a voice that came from you and me 
      
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And while the king was looking down, 
      
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The jester stole his thorny crown 
      
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The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned 
           
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And while Lenin read a book on Marx, 
      
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The quartet practiced in the park 
     
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And we sang dirges in the dark the day 
        
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The music died, we were singin' 
 
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So bye, bye Miss American Pie 
          
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Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry 
          
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And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 
         
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Singin' this will be the day that I die, 
  
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This will be the day that I die 
 
 
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Helter skelter in a summer swelter 
 
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The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, 
  
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Eight miles high and fallin' fast 
       
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It landed foul on the grass 
       
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The players tried for a forward pass, 
  
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With the jester on the sidelines in a cast 
          
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Now at halftime there was sweet perfume, 
        
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While sergeants played a marching Tune 
 
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We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance 
           
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'Cuz the players tried to take the field, 
      
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The marching band refused to yield 
     
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Do you recall what was the feel the day 
      
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The music died, we started singin' 
 
Chorus:
    
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So bye, bye Miss American Pie 
          
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Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry 
          
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And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye 
         
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Singin' this will be the day that I die, 
  
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This will be the day that I die 
 
      
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And there we were all in one place, 
     
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А generation lost in space, with no time left to start again 
             
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So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, 
   
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Jack Flash sat on a candle  
        
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Stick, 'cuz fire is the devil's only friend 
      
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And as I watched him on the stage, 
      
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My hands were clenched in fists of rage 
    
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No angel born in Hell could bread that Satan's spell 
            
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And as the flames climbed high into the night 
     
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To light the sacrificial rite 
        
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I saw Satan laughing with delight the day 
     
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The music died, he was singin' 
 
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I met a girl who sang the blues 
       
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And I asked her for some happy news, 
      
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But she just smiled and turned away 
   
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I went down to the sacred store 
           
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Where I'd heard the music years before, 
          
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But the man there said the music 
          
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Wouldn't play 
 
     
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But in the streets the children screamed, 
      
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The lovers cried and the poets dreamed 
     
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But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken                                   
         
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And the three men I admire most, 
      
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The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost 
 
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They caught the last train for the coast 
      
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The day the music died, 
 
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And they were singin' 
 
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I met a girl who sang the blues 
       
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And I asked her for some happy news, 
      
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But she just smiled and turned away 
   
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I went down to the sacred store 
           
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Where I'd heard the music years before, 
         
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But the man there said the music 
          
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Wouldn't play