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American Pie by Don McLean - Guitar Chords

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Version 1 Version 2 Version 3 Version 4 Version 5 Version 8
            Tabbed By J Brown
Full Song 100% Correct


Chords:
        E A D G B E
G       3 2 0 0 0 3
D/F#    2 0 0 2 3 2
Em      0 2 2 0 0 0
Am      0 0 2 2 1 0
C       0 3 2 0 1 0
D       0 0 0 2 3 2
Dsus    0 0 0 2 3 3
D(9)    0 0 0 2 3 0
A7      0 0 2 0 2 0
C/B     0 2 0 0 1 0
Am7     0 0 2 0 1 0

Verse 1/Intro

  G     D/F# Em 
A long, long time ago... 
Am            C
I can still remember 
         Em                     D              Dsus D D(9) D
How that music used to make me smile. 
G               D/F#  Em
   And I knew if I had my chance 
Am                       C
That I could make those people dance
     Em            A7             D    Dsus D D(9) D
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while. 
    Em        Am 
But february made me shiver 
Em                  Am
With every paper I’d deliver. 
C          C/B     Am
Bad news on the doorstep; 
  C                      D
I couldn’t take one more step. 
  G       D/F#     Em
I can’t remember if I cried 
         C                 D
When I read about his widowed bride, 
    G           D/F#         Em
But something touched me deep inside 
    C         D     G
The day the music died. 


Chorus

   G   C               G      D
So bye-bye, miss american pie. 
           G            C
Drove my chevy to the levee, 
        G         D
But the levee was dry. 
         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye 
           Em                               A7
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. 
Em                                D      D(9) D Dsus D D(9) D
"this’ll be the day that I die." 


Verse 2

G                            Am7
        Did you write the book of love, 
        C          C/B         Am7
And do you have faith in God above, 
Em               D                      D Dsus D D(9) D
        If the Bible tells you so? 
   G     D/F#       Em
Do you believe in rock ’n roll, 
    Am7          C
Can music save your mortal soul, 
    Em                    A7              D
And can you teach me how to dance real slow? 
          Em                       D
Well, I know that you’re in love with him 
           Em                   D
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym. 
    C      C/B               Am7
You both kicked off your shoes. 
         C                    D
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues. 
          G       D/F#      Em
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck 
       C                    D
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck, 
    G        D/F#  Em
But I knew I was out of luck 
    C       D     G       C 
The day the music died. 


Chorus
G           D
I started singin’, 
G   C             G      D
bye-bye, miss american pie. 
           G            C
Drove my chevy to the levee, 
        G         D
But the levee was dry. 
         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye 
               Em                                 A7
And Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. 
Em                                D      D(9) D Dsus D D(9) D
"this’ll be the day that I die." 


Verse 3
    G                        Am7
Now for ten years we’ve been on our own 
    C            C/B        Am
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
    Em                D
But that’s not how it used to be. 
           G       D/F#            Em
When the jester sang for the king and queen, 
     Am7                     C
In a coat he borrowed from james dean 
      Em         A7                 D   D(9) D Dsus D D(9) D
And a voice that came from you and me, 


Verse 4
        Em                      D
Oh, and while the king was looking down, 
    Em               D
The jester stole his thorny crown. 
C   C/B             Am
The courtroom was adjourned; 
C              D
No verdict was returned. 
            G       D/F#   Em
And while Lennon read a book on Marx, 
     C      D
The quartet kept practice in the park, 
    G         D/F#     Em
And we sang dirges in the dark 
    C       D        G        C
The day the music died. 


Chorus

G                 D
        We were singing, 
G   C             G      D
bye-bye, miss american pie. 
           G            C
Drove my chevy to the levee, 
        G         D
But the levee was dry. 
         G        C                  G           D
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye 
               Em                                 A7
And Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. 
Em                                D      D(9) D Dsus D D(9) D
"this’ll be the day that I die." 



Verse 5

G                   Am7
Helter skelter in a summer swelter. 
    C            C/B          Am
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, 
Em                   D
Eight miles high and falling fast. 
   G       D/F#           Em
It landed foul on the grass.
     Am7                         C
The players tried for a forward pass, 
           Em              A7           D       Dsus D D(9) D
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast. 


Verse 6

          Em                    D
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume 
            Em                 D
While the sergeants played a marching tune. 
   C       C/B   Am
We all got up to dance, 
           C             D
Oh, but we never got the chance! 
       G          D/F#     Em
As the players tried to take the field; 
    C             D
The marching band refused to yield.
G        D/F#          Em
Do you recall what was revealed 
    C       D        G        C
The day the music died? 


Chorus
G           D
We started singing, 
G   C             G      D
bye-bye, miss american pie. 
           G            C
Drove my chevy to the levee, 
        G         D
But the levee was dry. 
     G        C                  G           D
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye 
               Em                                 A7
And Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. 
Em                                D      D(9) D Dsus D D(9) D
"this’ll be the day that I die." 


Verse 7
          G             Am7
Oh, and there we were all in one place, 
C C/B         Am
A generation lost in space 
Em                D
With no time left to start again. 
                G        D/F#     Em
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick! 
Am7                          C
Jack flash sat on a candlestick 
Em                A7                      D     Dsus D D(9) D
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend. 


Verse 8
    Em                   D
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage 
   Em                     D
My hands were clenched in fists of rage. 
C        C/B       Am
No angel born in hell 
      C                  D
Could break that satan’s spell. 
             G               D/F#      Em
And as the flames climbed high into the night 
   C              D
To Fight the sacrificial lite, 
G     D/F#      Em
I saw satan laughing with delight 
    C       D     G   C
The day the music died 


Chorus
G           D
He was singing, 
G   C             G      D
bye-bye, miss american pie. 
           G            C
Drove my chevy to the levee, 
        G         D
But the levee was dry. 
     G        C                  G           D
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye 
               Em                                 A7
And Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. 
Em                                D      D Dsus D D(9) D
"this’ll be the day that I die." 


Verse 9
G         D/F#     Em
I met a girl who sang the blues 
        Am7                      C
And I asked her for some happy news,
Em                                              D Dsus D D(9) D
But she just smiled and turned away. 
G        D/F#        Em
I went down to the sacred store 
          Am7            C
Where I’d heard the music years before, 
        Am7                         C                D   Dsus D D(9) D
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play. 


Verse 10
    Em                  Am
And in the streets: the children screamed, 
    Em                    Am
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. 
    C     C/B  Am7
But not a word was spoken; 
    C                     D
The church bells all were broken. 
        G           D/F#  Em
And the three men I admire most: 
    C                    D
The father, son, and the holy ghost, 
     G            D/F#       Em
They caught the last train for the coast 
    C       D 
The day the music died. 


Chorus
    
And they were singing, 
G   C             G      D
bye-bye, miss american pie. 
           G            C
Drove my chevy to the levee, 
        G         D
But the levee was dry. 
         G        C                  G           D
And Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye 
           Em                               A7
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. 
Em                                D      D Dsus D D(9) D
"this’ll be the day that I die." 


Chorus/Outro
G           D
they were singing, 
G   C             G      D
bye-bye, miss american pie. 
           G            C
Drove my chevy to the levee, 
        G         D
But the levee was dry. 
     G        C                  G           D
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye 
           C               D          G
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die. 
C                   D          G        
"this’ll be the day that I die." 

C   G 
        

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