American Pie (Victor Calderone Vocal Club Mix) Lyrics
| Song | American Pie (Victor Calderone Vocal Club Mix) |
| Artist | Madonna |
| Album | American Pie |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Don McLean | |
| 作曲 : Don McLean | |
| [Intro] | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| This'll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| This'll be the day that I... | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Did you write the book of love? | |
| And do you have faith in God above | |
| If the Bible tеlls you so? (If the Bible tells you so?) | |
| Now do you bеlieve in Rock 'n' roll? | |
| And can music save your mortal soul | |
| And can you teach me how to dance real slow? | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| Well, I know that you're in love with him | |
| 'Cause I saw you dancing in the gym | |
| You both kicked off your shoes | |
| Man, I dig those rhythm and blues | |
| [Verse 4] | |
| I was a lonely teenage bronking buck | |
| With a pink carnation and a pick-up truck | |
| But I knew that 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 good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I... | |
| This'll be the day that I die | |
| [Verse 5] | |
| I met a girl who sang the blues | |
| And I asked her for some happy news | |
| But she just smiled and turned away | |
| Well, I went down to the sacred store | |
| Where I'd heard the music years before | |
| But the man there said the music wouldn't play | |
| [Verse 6] | |
| Well now, in the streets the children screamed | |
| The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed | |
| But not a word was spoken | |
| The church bells all were broken | |
| And the three men I admire the most | |
| The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost | |
| They caught the last train for the coast | |
| The day the music died | |
| We started singing | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I die | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I... | |
| This'll be the day that I die... | |
| [Post-Chorus] | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I die | |
| This'll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| [Outro] | |
| This'll be the day that I die |
| zuo ci : Don McLean | |
| zuo qu : Don McLean | |
| Intro | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| Chorus | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Did you write the book of love? | |
| And do you have faith in God above | |
| If the Bible t lls you so? If the Bible tells you so? | |
| Now do you b lieve in Rock ' n' roll? | |
| And can music save your mortal soul | |
| And can you teach me how to dance real slow? | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Well, I know that you' re in love with him | |
| ' Cause I saw you dancing in the gym | |
| You both kicked off your shoes | |
| Man, I dig those rhythm and blues | |
| Verse 4 | |
| I was a lonely teenage bronking buck | |
| With a pink carnation and a pickup truck | |
| But I knew that 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 good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| Verse 5 | |
| I met a girl who sang the blues | |
| And I asked her for some happy news | |
| But she just smiled and turned away | |
| Well, I went down to the sacred store | |
| Where I' d heard the music years before | |
| But the man there said the music wouldn' t play | |
| Verse 6 | |
| Well now, in the streets the children screamed | |
| The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed | |
| But not a word was spoken | |
| The church bells all were broken | |
| And the three men I admire the most | |
| The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost | |
| They caught the last train for the coast | |
| The day the music died | |
| We started singing | |
| Chorus | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| This' ll be the day that I die... | |
| PostChorus | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| Chorus | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| Outro | |
| This' ll be the day that I die |
| zuò cí : Don McLean | |
| zuò qǔ : Don McLean | |
| Intro | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| Chorus | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Did you write the book of love? | |
| And do you have faith in God above | |
| If the Bible t lls you so? If the Bible tells you so? | |
| Now do you b lieve in Rock ' n' roll? | |
| And can music save your mortal soul | |
| And can you teach me how to dance real slow? | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Well, I know that you' re in love with him | |
| ' Cause I saw you dancing in the gym | |
| You both kicked off your shoes | |
| Man, I dig those rhythm and blues | |
| Verse 4 | |
| I was a lonely teenage bronking buck | |
| With a pink carnation and a pickup truck | |
| But I knew that 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 good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| Verse 5 | |
| I met a girl who sang the blues | |
| And I asked her for some happy news | |
| But she just smiled and turned away | |
| Well, I went down to the sacred store | |
| Where I' d heard the music years before | |
| But the man there said the music wouldn' t play | |
| Verse 6 | |
| Well now, in the streets the children screamed | |
| The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed | |
| But not a word was spoken | |
| The church bells all were broken | |
| And the three men I admire the most | |
| The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost | |
| They caught the last train for the coast | |
| The day the music died | |
| We started singing | |
| Chorus | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| This' ll be the day that I die... | |
| PostChorus | |
| We started singing | |
| We started singing | |
| Chorus | |
| Bye, bye, Miss American Pie | |
| And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye | |
| Singing this' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I die | |
| This' ll be the day that I... | |
| We started singing | |
| Outro | |
| This' ll be the day that I die |
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