Текст песни mclean don - american pie2 | guitar chord и Mp3
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Here`s one of two posts I had originally sent to jamesb`s account at nevada and never got posted (and bounced from guitar@nevada.edu).American Pie - Don McLeanAs requested on a.g.t., here is the complete CRD plus lyrics for the fullversion of Don McLean`s "American Pie". Should be a long file. Anyway, Igot the original chords from the sheet music and then sort of played with`em until it sounds right; where I change em I`ll put the published chordsin parentheses above. I`ve tried to place the chords as close towhere they should be strummed as possible. Also, at the end of a couple linesthat end in a D you may wish to embelish the strumming with a Dsus4. Happyplaying :)Define chords:Chord e a d g b e----- - - - - - -A7 x 0 2 0 2 0Am x 0 2 2 1 0Am7 x 0 2 0 1 0Am7* x 0 2 2 1 3C x 3 2 0 1 0D x x 0 2 3 2Dsus4 x x 0 2 3 3 D7 x x 0 2 1 2Em 0 2 2 0 0 0 Em7 0 2 0 0 0 0G 3 2 0 0 0 3American Pie - Don McLean------------------------- G D Em7A long, long time ago, Am C Em DI can still remember how that music used to make me smile G D Em7And I know if I had my chance, Am C Em C DThat I could make those people dance and maybe they`d be happy for a while Em Am Em AmBut February made me shiver, with every paper I`d deliverC G Am C DBad news on the doorstep, I couldn`t take one more step G D Em Am7 DI can`t remember if I cried when I read about his widowed brideG D EmSomething touched me deep inside C D7 G C GThe day the music died*Chorus* G C G DSo bye, bye Miss American Pie G C G DDrove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry G C G DAnd them good old boys were drinkin` whiskey and rye Em A7 Em D7Singin` this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die*Verse*G Am Did you write the book of love C Am Em DAnd do you have faith in god above, if the bible tells you so?G D EmDo you believe in rock and roll Am7* C Em A7 DCan music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Em D Em DWell I know that you`re in love with him `cuz I saw you dancin` in the gym C G A7 C D7You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues G D Em Am CI was a lonely teenage broncin` buck with a pink carnation and a pickup truck G D Em C D7 G C GBut I knew I was out of luck the day the music died, I started singin`*Chorus**Other verses*Now for ten years we`ve been on our own,and moss grows fat on a rolling stone but that`s not how it used to beWhen the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voice that came from you and meAnd while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crownThe courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returnedAnd while Lenin read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the parkAnd we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died, we were singin`Helter skelter in a summer swelterthe birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and fallin` fastIt landed foul on the grassthe players tried for a forward pass, with the jester on the sidelines ina castNow at halftime there was sweet perfume, while sergeants played a marchingtuneWe all got up to dance, but we never got the chance`Cuz the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yieldDo you recall what was the feel the day the music died, we started singin`And there we were all in one place,a generation lost in space, with no time left to start againSo come on Jack be nimble,Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candle stick, `cuz fire is the devil`sonly friendAnd as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rageNo angel born in Hell could bread that Satan`s spellAnd as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial riteI saw Satan laughing with delight the day the music died, he was singin`*Last verse* G D EmI met a girl who sang the blues Am C Em DAnd I asked her for some happy news, but she just smiled and turned away G D EmI went down to the sacred store (G) (Am) (G) (C) (Em) Am C Em CWhere I`d heard the music years before, but the man there said the music Dwouldn`t play Em Am Em AmBut in the streets the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poetsdreamed C G Am C DBut not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken (G) G D Em Am7 C D7And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy GhostG D Em Am7 D7 GThey caught the last train for the coast the day the music died,D7And they were singin`*Final Chorus* G C G DSo bye, bye Miss American Pie G C G DDrove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry G C G DAnd them good old boys were drinkin` whiskey and rye C D7 G C GSingin` this will be the day that I die. /> Andrew Fowler (Zanar on the net) Snail Mail: /< afowler@minerva.cis.yale.edu 624 Orange Street *[/////|:::==================================- Apartment 1B < fowler@psgi.chem.yale.edu New Haven, CT 06511 > Phone (IRL): 203-782-1379