Song | American Pie |
Artist | Don McLean |
Album | American Pie |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : McLean |
[00:01.300] | A long long time ago |
[00:03.300] | I can still remember how that music used to make me smile |
[00:12.300] | And I knew if I had my chance |
[00:15.300] | That I could make those people dance |
[00:19.300] | And maybe they'd be happy for a while. |
[00:25.300] | But February made me shiver |
[00:29.300] | With every paper I'd deliver |
[00:33.300] | Bad news on the doorstep |
[00:36.300] | I couldn't take one more step |
[00:40.300] | I can't remember if I cried |
[00:43.300] | When I read about his widowed bride |
[00:48.300] | But something touched me deep inside |
[00:53.300] | The day the music died |
[01:03.300] | So Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[01:07.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[01:09.300] | But the levee was dry |
[01:12.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[01:17.300] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[01:23.300] | This'll be the day that I die |
[01:29.300] | Did you write the Book of Love |
[01:31.300] | And do you have faith in God above |
[01:35.300] | If the Bible tells you so |
[01:40.300] | Do you believe in rock 'n roll |
[01:43.300] | Can music save your mortal soul |
[01:47.300] | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
[01:53.300] | Well' I know that you're in love with him |
[01:57.300] | 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym |
[02:01.300] | You both kicked off your shoes |
[02:03.300] | Man' I dig those rhythm and blues |
[02:08.300] | I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck |
[02:11.300] | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
[02:14.300] | But I knew I was out of luck |
[02:17.300] | The day the music died |
[02:24.300] | I started singin' |
[02:25.300] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[02:28.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[02:30.300] | But the levee was dry |
[02:32.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[02:35.300] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[02:39.300] | This'll be the day that I die |
[02:43.300] | Now for ten years we've been on our own |
[02:47.300] | And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone |
[02:51.300] | But that's not how it used to be |
[02:56.300] | When the jester sang for the King and Queen |
[02:59.300] | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
[03:03.300] | And a voice that came from you and me |
[03:10.300] | Oh' and while the King was looking down |
[03:14.300] | The jester stole his thorny crown |
[03:17.300] | The courtroom was adjourned |
[03:20.300] | No verdict was returned |
[03:24.300] | And while Lennon read a book of Marx |
[03:28.300] | The quartet practiced in the park |
[03:31.300] | And we sang dirges in the dark |
[03:34.300] | The day the music died |
[03:40.300] | We were singing |
[03:41.300] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[03:44.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[03:47.300] | But the levee was dry |
[03:49.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[03:52.300] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[03:56.300] | This'll be the day that I die |
[04:01.300] | Helter Skelter in a summer swelter |
[04:04.300] | The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter |
[04:09.300] | Eight miles high and falling fast |
[04:14.300] | It landed foul out on the grass |
[04:17.300] | The players tried for a forward pass |
[04:20.300] | With the jester on the sidelines in a cast |
[04:26.300] | Now the half-time air was sweet perfume |
[04:30.300] | While the Sergeants played a marching tune |
[04:34.300] | We all got up to dance |
[04:37.300] | Oh' but we never got the chance |
[04:40.300] | 'Cause the players tried to take the field |
[04:44.300] | The marching band refused to yield |
[04:48.300] | Do you recall what was revealed |
[04:51.300] | The day the music died |
[04:57.300] | We started singing |
[04:58.300] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[05:01.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[05:03.300] | But the levee was dry |
[05:05.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[05:08.300] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[05:13.300] | This'll be the day that I die |
[05:17.300] | Oh' and there we were all in one place |
[05:21.300] | A generation Lost in Space |
[05:24.300] | With no time left to start again |
[05:29.300] | So come on' Jack be nimble' Jack be quick |
[05:34.300] | Jack Flash sat on a candlestick |
[05:36.300] | 'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend |
[05:43.300] | Oh' and as I watched him on the stage |
[05:47.300] | My hands were clenched in fists of rage |
[05:51.300] | No angel born in hell |
[05:54.300] | Could break that Satan's spell |
[05:56.300] | And as the flames climbed high into the night |
[06:02.300] | To light the sacrifical rite |
[06:05.300] | I saw Satan laughing with delight |
[06:08.300] | The day the music died |
[06:15.300] | He was singing |
[06:16.300] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[06:19.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[06:21.300] | But the levee was dry |
[06:23.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[06:26.300] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[06:30.300] | This'll be the day that I die |
[06:36.300] | I met a girl who sang the blues |
[06:40.300] | And I asked her for some happy news |
[06:44.300] | But she just smiled and turned away |
[06:49.300] | I went down to the sacred store |
[06:51.300] | Where I'd heard the music years before |
[06:55.300] | But the man there said the music wouldn't play |
[07:03.300] | And in the streets the children screamed |
[07:07.300] | The lovers cried' and the poets dreamed |
[07:10.300] | But not a word was spoken |
[07:15.300] | The church bells all were broken |
[07:19.300] | And the three men I admire most |
[07:23.300] | The Father' Son and the Holy Ghost |
[07:27.300] | They caught the last train for the coast |
[07:31.300] | The day the music died |
[07:39.300] | And they were singing |
[07:41.300] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[07:46.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[07:49.300] | But the levee was dry |
[07:52.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[07:56.300] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[08:03.300] | This'll be the day that I die |
[08:08.300] | They were singing bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[08:15.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[08:17.300] | But the levee was dry |
[08:20.300] | Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye |
[08:24.300] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : McLean |
[00:01.300] | A long long time ago |
[00:03.300] | I can still remember how that music used to make me smile |
[00:12.300] | And I knew if I had my chance |
[00:15.300] | That I could make those people dance |
[00:19.300] | And maybe they' d be happy for a while. |
[00:25.300] | But February made me shiver |
[00:29.300] | With every paper I' d deliver |
[00:33.300] | Bad news on the doorstep |
[00:36.300] | I couldn' t take one more step |
[00:40.300] | I can' t remember if I cried |
[00:43.300] | When I read about his widowed bride |
[00:48.300] | But something touched me deep inside |
[00:53.300] | The day the music died |
[01:03.300] | So Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[01:07.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[01:09.300] | But the levee was dry |
[01:12.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[01:17.300] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[01:23.300] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[01:29.300] | Did you write the Book of Love |
[01:31.300] | And do you have faith in God above |
[01:35.300] | If the Bible tells you so |
[01:40.300] | Do you believe in rock ' n roll |
[01:43.300] | Can music save your mortal soul |
[01:47.300] | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
[01:53.300] | Well' I know that you' re in love with him |
[01:57.300] | ' Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym |
[02:01.300] | You both kicked off your shoes |
[02:03.300] | Man' I dig those rhythm and blues |
[02:08.300] | I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck |
[02:11.300] | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
[02:14.300] | But I knew I was out of luck |
[02:17.300] | The day the music died |
[02:24.300] | I started singin' |
[02:25.300] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[02:28.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[02:30.300] | But the levee was dry |
[02:32.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[02:35.300] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[02:39.300] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[02:43.300] | Now for ten years we' ve been on our own |
[02:47.300] | And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone |
[02:51.300] | But that' s not how it used to be |
[02:56.300] | When the jester sang for the King and Queen |
[02:59.300] | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
[03:03.300] | And a voice that came from you and me |
[03:10.300] | Oh' and while the King was looking down |
[03:14.300] | The jester stole his thorny crown |
[03:17.300] | The courtroom was adjourned |
[03:20.300] | No verdict was returned |
[03:24.300] | And while Lennon read a book of Marx |
[03:28.300] | The quartet practiced in the park |
[03:31.300] | And we sang dirges in the dark |
[03:34.300] | The day the music died |
[03:40.300] | We were singing |
[03:41.300] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[03:44.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[03:47.300] | But the levee was dry |
[03:49.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[03:52.300] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[03:56.300] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[04:01.300] | Helter Skelter in a summer swelter |
[04:04.300] | The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter |
[04:09.300] | Eight miles high and falling fast |
[04:14.300] | It landed foul out on the grass |
[04:17.300] | The players tried for a forward pass |
[04:20.300] | With the jester on the sidelines in a cast |
[04:26.300] | Now the halftime air was sweet perfume |
[04:30.300] | While the Sergeants played a marching tune |
[04:34.300] | We all got up to dance |
[04:37.300] | Oh' but we never got the chance |
[04:40.300] | ' Cause the players tried to take the field |
[04:44.300] | The marching band refused to yield |
[04:48.300] | Do you recall what was revealed |
[04:51.300] | The day the music died |
[04:57.300] | We started singing |
[04:58.300] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[05:01.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[05:03.300] | But the levee was dry |
[05:05.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[05:08.300] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[05:13.300] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[05:17.300] | Oh' and there we were all in one place |
[05:21.300] | A generation Lost in Space |
[05:24.300] | With no time left to start again |
[05:29.300] | So come on' Jack be nimble' Jack be quick |
[05:34.300] | Jack Flash sat on a candlestick |
[05:36.300] | ' Cause fire is the Devil' s only friend |
[05:43.300] | Oh' and as I watched him on the stage |
[05:47.300] | My hands were clenched in fists of rage |
[05:51.300] | No angel born in hell |
[05:54.300] | Could break that Satan' s spell |
[05:56.300] | And as the flames climbed high into the night |
[06:02.300] | To light the sacrifical rite |
[06:05.300] | I saw Satan laughing with delight |
[06:08.300] | The day the music died |
[06:15.300] | He was singing |
[06:16.300] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[06:19.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[06:21.300] | But the levee was dry |
[06:23.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[06:26.300] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[06:30.300] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[06:36.300] | I met a girl who sang the blues |
[06:40.300] | And I asked her for some happy news |
[06:44.300] | But she just smiled and turned away |
[06:49.300] | I went down to the sacred store |
[06:51.300] | Where I' d heard the music years before |
[06:55.300] | But the man there said the music wouldn' t play |
[07:03.300] | And in the streets the children screamed |
[07:07.300] | The lovers cried' and the poets dreamed |
[07:10.300] | But not a word was spoken |
[07:15.300] | The church bells all were broken |
[07:19.300] | And the three men I admire most |
[07:23.300] | The Father' Son and the Holy Ghost |
[07:27.300] | They caught the last train for the coast |
[07:31.300] | The day the music died |
[07:39.300] | And they were singing |
[07:41.300] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[07:46.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[07:49.300] | But the levee was dry |
[07:52.300] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[07:56.300] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[08:03.300] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[08:08.300] | They were singing byebye' Miss American Pie |
[08:15.300] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[08:17.300] | But the levee was dry |
[08:20.300] | Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye |
[08:24.300] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |