Song | American Pie |
Artist | Don McLean |
Album | Legendary Don McLean |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : McLean |
[00:01.820] | A long long time ago |
[00:04.940] | I can still remember how that music used to make me smile |
[00:13.360] | And I knew if I had my chance |
[00:16.860] | That I could make those people dance |
[00:19.480] | And maybe they'd be happy for a while. |
[00:26.720] | But February made me shiver |
[00:30.210] | With every paper I'd deliver |
[00:33.770] | Bad news on the doorstep |
[00:37.200] | I couldn't take one more step |
[00:41.940] | I can't remember if I cried |
[00:44.810] | When I read about his widowed bride |
[00:49.810] | But something touched me deep inside |
[00:54.300] | The day the music died |
[01:04.220] | So Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[01:07.900] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[01:11.080] | But the levee was dry |
[01:13.770] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[01:17.950] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[01:23.500] | This'll be the day that I die |
[01:30.490] | Did you write the Book of Love |
[01:32.680] | And do you have faith in God above |
[01:37.600] | If the Bible tells you so |
[01:39.480] | Do you believe in rock 'n roll |
[01:44.340] | Can music save your mortal soul |
[01:47.710] | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
[01:54.080] | Well' I know that you're in love with him |
[01:57.760] | 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym |
[02:01.250] | You both kicked off your shoes |
[02:04.190] | Man' I dig those rhythm and blues |
[02:08.180] | I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck |
[02:11.490] | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
[02:14.920] | But I knew I was out of luck |
[02:18.350] | The day the music died |
[02:24.590] | I started singin' |
[02:25.780] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[02:28.650] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[02:30.640] | But the levee was dry |
[02:32.270] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[02:35.510] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[02:39.630] | This'll be the day that I die |
[02:44.440] | Now for ten years we've been on our own |
[02:47.930] | And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone |
[02:51.800] | But that's not how it used to be |
[02:54.860] | When the jester sang for the King and Queen |
[02:59.970] | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
[03:03.720] | And a voice that came from you and me |
[03:10.390] | Oh' and while the King was looking down |
[03:14.390] | The jester stole his thorny crown |
[03:17.630] | The courtroom was adjourned |
[03:21.190] | No verdict was returned |
[03:24.000] | And while Lennon read a book of Marx |
[03:27.870] | The quartet practiced in the park |
[03:31.170] | And we sang dirges in the dark |
[03:34.790] | The day the music died |
[03:40.780] | We were singing |
[03:41.840] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[03:44.960] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[03:46.900] | But the levee was dry |
[03:48.460] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[03:51.890] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[03:56.010] | This'll be the day that I die |
[04:01.380] | Helter Skelter in a summer swelter |
[04:04.180] | The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter |
[04:07.550] | Eight miles high and falling fast |
[04:13.860] | It landed foul out on the grass |
[04:16.230] | The players tried for a forward pass |
[04:19.660] | With the jester on the sidelines in a cast |
[04:23.150] | Now the half-time air was sweet perfume |
[04:30.580] | While the Sergeants played a marching tune |
[04:33.700] | We all got up to dance |
[04:36.820] | Oh' but we never got the chance |
[04:40.690] | 'Cause the players tried to take the field |
[04:43.930] | The marching band refused to yield |
[04:47.550] | Do you recall what was revealed |
[04:51.050] | The day the music died |
[04:54.660] | We started singing |
[04:58.280] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[05:01.220] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[05:03.210] | But the levee was dry |
[05:05.020] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[05:08.390] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[05:12.450] | This'll be the day that I die |
[05:17.320] | Oh' and there we were all in one place |
[05:20.440] | A generation Lost in Space |
[05:24.310] | With no time left to start again |
[05:27.550] | So come on' Jack be nimble' Jack be quick |
[05:32.980] | Jack Flash sat on a candlestick |
[05:36.410] | 'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend |
[05:43.150] | Oh' and as I watched him on the stage |
[05:46.520] | My hands were clenched in fists of rage |
[05:49.950] | No angel born in hell |
[05:53.630] | Could break that Satan's spell |
[05:56.380] | And as the flames climbed high into the night |
[06:00.310] | To light the sacrifical rite |
[06:03.740] | I saw Satan laughing with delight |
[06:07.170] | The day the music died |
[06:13.410] | He was singing |
[06:14.350] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[06:17.470] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[06:18.840] | But the levee was dry |
[06:21.340] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[06:24.580] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[06:28.640] | This'll be the day that I die |
[06:35.000] | I met a girl who sang the blues |
[06:38.120] | And I asked her for some happy news |
[06:42.310] | But she just smiled and turned away |
[06:46.860] | I went down to the sacred store |
[06:49.980] | Where I'd heard the music years before |
[06:53.970] | But the man there said the music wouldn't play |
[07:01.960] | And in the streets the children screamed |
[07:06.200] | The lovers cried' and the poets dreamed |
[07:09.820] | But not a word was spoken |
[07:13.190] | The church bells all were broken |
[07:17.560] | And the three men I admire most |
[07:21.560] | The Father' Son and the Holy Ghost |
[07:25.490] | They caught the last train for the coast |
[07:29.420] | The day the music died |
[07:36.090] | And they were singing |
[07:39.150] | Bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[07:43.890] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[07:46.830] | But the levee was dry |
[07:49.390] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[07:54.810] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[07:59.810] | This'll be the day that I die |
[08:05.420] | They were singing bye-bye' Miss American Pie |
[08:11.910] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[08:14.410] | But the levee was dry |
[08:15.840] | Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye |
[08:18.780] | Singin' this'll be the day that I die |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : McLean |
[00:01.820] | A long long time ago |
[00:04.940] | I can still remember how that music used to make me smile |
[00:13.360] | And I knew if I had my chance |
[00:16.860] | That I could make those people dance |
[00:19.480] | And maybe they' d be happy for a while. |
[00:26.720] | But February made me shiver |
[00:30.210] | With every paper I' d deliver |
[00:33.770] | Bad news on the doorstep |
[00:37.200] | I couldn' t take one more step |
[00:41.940] | I can' t remember if I cried |
[00:44.810] | When I read about his widowed bride |
[00:49.810] | But something touched me deep inside |
[00:54.300] | The day the music died |
[01:04.220] | So Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[01:07.900] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[01:11.080] | But the levee was dry |
[01:13.770] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[01:17.950] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[01:23.500] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[01:30.490] | Did you write the Book of Love |
[01:32.680] | And do you have faith in God above |
[01:37.600] | If the Bible tells you so |
[01:39.480] | Do you believe in rock ' n roll |
[01:44.340] | Can music save your mortal soul |
[01:47.710] | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
[01:54.080] | Well' I know that you' re in love with him |
[01:57.760] | ' Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym |
[02:01.250] | You both kicked off your shoes |
[02:04.190] | Man' I dig those rhythm and blues |
[02:08.180] | I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck |
[02:11.490] | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
[02:14.920] | But I knew I was out of luck |
[02:18.350] | The day the music died |
[02:24.590] | I started singin' |
[02:25.780] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[02:28.650] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[02:30.640] | But the levee was dry |
[02:32.270] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[02:35.510] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[02:39.630] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[02:44.440] | Now for ten years we' ve been on our own |
[02:47.930] | And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone |
[02:51.800] | But that' s not how it used to be |
[02:54.860] | When the jester sang for the King and Queen |
[02:59.970] | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
[03:03.720] | And a voice that came from you and me |
[03:10.390] | Oh' and while the King was looking down |
[03:14.390] | The jester stole his thorny crown |
[03:17.630] | The courtroom was adjourned |
[03:21.190] | No verdict was returned |
[03:24.000] | And while Lennon read a book of Marx |
[03:27.870] | The quartet practiced in the park |
[03:31.170] | And we sang dirges in the dark |
[03:34.790] | The day the music died |
[03:40.780] | We were singing |
[03:41.840] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[03:44.960] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[03:46.900] | But the levee was dry |
[03:48.460] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[03:51.890] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[03:56.010] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[04:01.380] | Helter Skelter in a summer swelter |
[04:04.180] | The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter |
[04:07.550] | Eight miles high and falling fast |
[04:13.860] | It landed foul out on the grass |
[04:16.230] | The players tried for a forward pass |
[04:19.660] | With the jester on the sidelines in a cast |
[04:23.150] | Now the halftime air was sweet perfume |
[04:30.580] | While the Sergeants played a marching tune |
[04:33.700] | We all got up to dance |
[04:36.820] | Oh' but we never got the chance |
[04:40.690] | ' Cause the players tried to take the field |
[04:43.930] | The marching band refused to yield |
[04:47.550] | Do you recall what was revealed |
[04:51.050] | The day the music died |
[04:54.660] | We started singing |
[04:58.280] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[05:01.220] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[05:03.210] | But the levee was dry |
[05:05.020] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[05:08.390] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[05:12.450] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[05:17.320] | Oh' and there we were all in one place |
[05:20.440] | A generation Lost in Space |
[05:24.310] | With no time left to start again |
[05:27.550] | So come on' Jack be nimble' Jack be quick |
[05:32.980] | Jack Flash sat on a candlestick |
[05:36.410] | ' Cause fire is the Devil' s only friend |
[05:43.150] | Oh' and as I watched him on the stage |
[05:46.520] | My hands were clenched in fists of rage |
[05:49.950] | No angel born in hell |
[05:53.630] | Could break that Satan' s spell |
[05:56.380] | And as the flames climbed high into the night |
[06:00.310] | To light the sacrifical rite |
[06:03.740] | I saw Satan laughing with delight |
[06:07.170] | The day the music died |
[06:13.410] | He was singing |
[06:14.350] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[06:17.470] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[06:18.840] | But the levee was dry |
[06:21.340] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[06:24.580] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[06:28.640] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[06:35.000] | I met a girl who sang the blues |
[06:38.120] | And I asked her for some happy news |
[06:42.310] | But she just smiled and turned away |
[06:46.860] | I went down to the sacred store |
[06:49.980] | Where I' d heard the music years before |
[06:53.970] | But the man there said the music wouldn' t play |
[07:01.960] | And in the streets the children screamed |
[07:06.200] | The lovers cried' and the poets dreamed |
[07:09.820] | But not a word was spoken |
[07:13.190] | The church bells all were broken |
[07:17.560] | And the three men I admire most |
[07:21.560] | The Father' Son and the Holy Ghost |
[07:25.490] | They caught the last train for the coast |
[07:29.420] | The day the music died |
[07:36.090] | And they were singing |
[07:39.150] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[07:43.890] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[07:46.830] | But the levee was dry |
[07:49.390] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[07:54.810] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[07:59.810] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[08:05.420] | They were singing byebye' Miss American Pie |
[08:11.910] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[08:14.410] | But the levee was dry |
[08:15.840] | Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye |
[08:18.780] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : McLean |
[00:01.820] | A long long time ago |
[00:04.940] | I can still remember how that music used to make me smile |
[00:13.360] | And I knew if I had my chance |
[00:16.860] | That I could make those people dance |
[00:19.480] | And maybe they' d be happy for a while. |
[00:26.720] | But February made me shiver |
[00:30.210] | With every paper I' d deliver |
[00:33.770] | Bad news on the doorstep |
[00:37.200] | I couldn' t take one more step |
[00:41.940] | I can' t remember if I cried |
[00:44.810] | When I read about his widowed bride |
[00:49.810] | But something touched me deep inside |
[00:54.300] | The day the music died |
[01:04.220] | So Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[01:07.900] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[01:11.080] | But the levee was dry |
[01:13.770] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[01:17.950] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[01:23.500] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[01:30.490] | Did you write the Book of Love |
[01:32.680] | And do you have faith in God above |
[01:37.600] | If the Bible tells you so |
[01:39.480] | Do you believe in rock ' n roll |
[01:44.340] | Can music save your mortal soul |
[01:47.710] | And can you teach me how to dance real slow |
[01:54.080] | Well' I know that you' re in love with him |
[01:57.760] | ' Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym |
[02:01.250] | You both kicked off your shoes |
[02:04.190] | Man' I dig those rhythm and blues |
[02:08.180] | I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck |
[02:11.490] | With a pink carnation and a pickup truck |
[02:14.920] | But I knew I was out of luck |
[02:18.350] | The day the music died |
[02:24.590] | I started singin' |
[02:25.780] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[02:28.650] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[02:30.640] | But the levee was dry |
[02:32.270] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[02:35.510] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[02:39.630] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[02:44.440] | Now for ten years we' ve been on our own |
[02:47.930] | And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone |
[02:51.800] | But that' s not how it used to be |
[02:54.860] | When the jester sang for the King and Queen |
[02:59.970] | In a coat he borrowed from James Dean |
[03:03.720] | And a voice that came from you and me |
[03:10.390] | Oh' and while the King was looking down |
[03:14.390] | The jester stole his thorny crown |
[03:17.630] | The courtroom was adjourned |
[03:21.190] | No verdict was returned |
[03:24.000] | And while Lennon read a book of Marx |
[03:27.870] | The quartet practiced in the park |
[03:31.170] | And we sang dirges in the dark |
[03:34.790] | The day the music died |
[03:40.780] | We were singing |
[03:41.840] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[03:44.960] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[03:46.900] | But the levee was dry |
[03:48.460] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[03:51.890] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[03:56.010] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[04:01.380] | Helter Skelter in a summer swelter |
[04:04.180] | The Byrds flew off with a fallout shelter |
[04:07.550] | Eight miles high and falling fast |
[04:13.860] | It landed foul out on the grass |
[04:16.230] | The players tried for a forward pass |
[04:19.660] | With the jester on the sidelines in a cast |
[04:23.150] | Now the halftime air was sweet perfume |
[04:30.580] | While the Sergeants played a marching tune |
[04:33.700] | We all got up to dance |
[04:36.820] | Oh' but we never got the chance |
[04:40.690] | ' Cause the players tried to take the field |
[04:43.930] | The marching band refused to yield |
[04:47.550] | Do you recall what was revealed |
[04:51.050] | The day the music died |
[04:54.660] | We started singing |
[04:58.280] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[05:01.220] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[05:03.210] | But the levee was dry |
[05:05.020] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[05:08.390] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[05:12.450] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[05:17.320] | Oh' and there we were all in one place |
[05:20.440] | A generation Lost in Space |
[05:24.310] | With no time left to start again |
[05:27.550] | So come on' Jack be nimble' Jack be quick |
[05:32.980] | Jack Flash sat on a candlestick |
[05:36.410] | ' Cause fire is the Devil' s only friend |
[05:43.150] | Oh' and as I watched him on the stage |
[05:46.520] | My hands were clenched in fists of rage |
[05:49.950] | No angel born in hell |
[05:53.630] | Could break that Satan' s spell |
[05:56.380] | And as the flames climbed high into the night |
[06:00.310] | To light the sacrifical rite |
[06:03.740] | I saw Satan laughing with delight |
[06:07.170] | The day the music died |
[06:13.410] | He was singing |
[06:14.350] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[06:17.470] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[06:18.840] | But the levee was dry |
[06:21.340] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[06:24.580] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[06:28.640] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[06:35.000] | I met a girl who sang the blues |
[06:38.120] | And I asked her for some happy news |
[06:42.310] | But she just smiled and turned away |
[06:46.860] | I went down to the sacred store |
[06:49.980] | Where I' d heard the music years before |
[06:53.970] | But the man there said the music wouldn' t play |
[07:01.960] | And in the streets the children screamed |
[07:06.200] | The lovers cried' and the poets dreamed |
[07:09.820] | But not a word was spoken |
[07:13.190] | The church bells all were broken |
[07:17.560] | And the three men I admire most |
[07:21.560] | The Father' Son and the Holy Ghost |
[07:25.490] | They caught the last train for the coast |
[07:29.420] | The day the music died |
[07:36.090] | And they were singing |
[07:39.150] | Byebye' Miss American Pie |
[07:43.890] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[07:46.830] | But the levee was dry |
[07:49.390] | And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye |
[07:54.810] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |
[07:59.810] | This' ll be the day that I die |
[08:05.420] | They were singing byebye' Miss American Pie |
[08:11.910] | Drove my chevy to the levee |
[08:14.410] | But the levee was dry |
[08:15.840] | Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye |
[08:18.780] | Singin' this' ll be the day that I die |