Luyện nghe bài hát Miss American Pie

A long long ago
I can still how
That music used to me smile
And I knew if I had my
That I could make those people
And maybe be happy for a while

But made me shiver
With paper I'd deliver
Bad on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more

I can't if I cried
I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me inside
The day the died
So

Bye, bye Miss Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry
And them good ole boys were whiskey and rye
Singin' be the day that I die
This'll be the day I die

Did you write the book of
And do you have in God above
If the tells you so?
Do you in rock and roll?
Can music save mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real

Well, I know that you're in love him
I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your
Man, I dig those rhythm and

I was a lonely teenage broncin'
With a pink and a pickup truck
But I I was out of luck
The day the died
I started

Bye, bye Miss Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry
And them good ole boys were whiskey and rye
Singin' be the day that I die
This'll be the day I die

Now, for ten years we've on our own
And grows fat on a rolling 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 that came from you and me

Oh and while the king was looking
The jester stole his crown
The courtroom was
No was returned

And while read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the
And we sang in the dark
The day the music
We singin'

Bye, bye Miss Pie
Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were whiskey and rye
And singin' be the day that I die
be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a swelter
The birds flew off with a shelter
Eight miles high and falling

It foul on the grass
The players tried for a pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a

Now the half-time air was perfume
While sergeants played a marching
We all got up to
Oh, but we never got the

'Cause the tried to take the field
The marching refused to yield
Do you recall what was
The day the music
We singin'

Bye, bye Miss Pie
Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin' this'll be the day I die
be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one
A generation lost in
With no time left to again

So come on be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a
'Cause fire is the only friend

Oh and as I him on the stage
My hands clenched in fists of rage
No angel in Hell
Could break that Satan's

And as the climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial
I saw Satan laughing with
The day the music
He was

Bye, bye Miss Pie
Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were whiskey and rye
this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day I die

I met a who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy
But she just and turned away

I went to the sacred store
I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music play

And in the streets the children
The lovers cried, and the poets
But not a was spoken
The church bells all were

And the men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Ghost
They caught the train for the coast
The day the music
And they were

Bye, bye American Pie
Drove my to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking and rye
Singin' be the day that I die
This'll be the day I die

They were
Bye, bye Miss Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking and rye
Singin' this'll be the day I die