Luyện nghe bài hát American Pie

A long, time ago...
I can remember
How that music used to me smile.
And I knew if I had my
That I could make people dance
And, maybe, they'd be for a while.

But february me shiver
every paper I'd deliver.
Bad on the doorstep;
I take one more step.

I can't remember if I
When I about his widowed bride,
But something me deep inside
The day the died.

So bye-bye, miss pie.
Drove my to the levee,
But the was dry.
And them old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

Did you write the of love,
And do you faith in God above,
If the tells you so?
Do you believe in 'n roll,
Can music your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real

Well, I that you're in love with him
I saw you dancin' in the gym.
You both kicked off shoes.
Man, I dig rhythm and blues.

I was a lonely teenage broncin'
With a pink carnation and a truck,
But I I was out of luck
The day the died.

I singin',
"bye-bye, miss pie."
my chevy to the levee,
But the was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

Now for ten years been on our own
And moss fat on a rollin' stone,
But that's not how it to be.
When the sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he from james dean
And a voice that came you and me,

Oh, and while the was looking down,
The jester stole his crown.
The courtroom was
No was returned.
And while lennon a book of marx,
The practiced in the park,
And we dirges in the dark
The day the died.

We singing,
"bye-bye, american pie."
my chevy to the levee,
But the was dry.
Them old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

Helter skelter in a swelter.
The birds off with a fallout shelter,
miles high and falling fast.
It foul on the grass.
The players tried for a pass,
With the jester on the in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet
the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we got the chance!
the players tried to take the field;
The band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was
The day the died?

We singing,
"bye-bye, american pie."
my chevy to the levee,
But the was dry.
good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

Oh, and we were all in one place,
A generation lost in
With no left to start again.
So come on: be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a
fire is the devil's only friend.

Oh, and as I watched him on the
My hands clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in
Could break satan's spell.
And as the flames high into the night
To light the rite,
I saw satan laughing delight
The day the music

He was singing,
"bye-bye, american pie."
my chevy to the levee,
But the was dry.
Them good old boys were whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

I met a girl who sang the
And I her for some happy news,
But she smiled and turned away.
I went down to the store
Where I'd the music years before,
But the man there the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets: the screamed,
The cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was
The church all were broken.
And the three men I most:
The father, son, and the ghost,
They the last train for the coast
The day the died.

And they singing,
"bye-bye, american pie."
Drove my to the levee,
But the was dry.
And them good old boys drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day I die.
"this'll be the day I die."

were singing,
"bye-bye, american pie."
my chevy to the levee,
But the was dry.
Them good old were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day I die."