American Pie Ringtones

A long, long time ago I can still remember How that music used to make me smile And I knew that if I had my chance I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while Did you write the book of love? And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock 'n' roll? And can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow? Well, I know that you're in love with him 'cause I Saw you dancing in the gym You both kicked off your shoes (both kicked off your shoes) Man, I dig those rhythm and blues 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 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 will be the day that I die This will be the day that I die 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 Well now, in the streets the children screamed (the children screamed) The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed (the poets dreamed) But not a word was spoken (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 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 We started singing We started singing We started singing We started singing

A long, long time ago I can still remember how that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With every paper, I'd deliver Bad news on the doorstep I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I cried When I read about his widowed bride Something touched me deep inside The day the music died So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good ol' boys drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin', "This will be the day that I die This will be the day that I die" Oh, did you write the book of love? And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so? Now, do you believe in rock 'n' roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow? And I know you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Man, I dig those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage bronckin' buck With a pink carnation and a pickup truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died I started singin' Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good ol' boys are drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin', "This will be the day that I die This will be the day that I die" Oh, I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away 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 And in the streets, the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamed But not a word was spoken The church bells were all 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 And they were singin' Bye-bye, Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry And them good ol' boys are drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin', "This will be the day that I die This will be the day that I die" The day the music died

I don't like antiques, I want something new The world don't like no freaks coming in their rooms But this beggar's got a right to choose I'm not a stranger, I'm just like you I need love, I don't money After all these years baby I'm still running Whose gonna say a want is not a need? I get looks that get so dirty After all these years baby it's still hurting Whose gonna say a want is not a need Just want my piece of the American pie Got your slice, where is mine Lick my fingers on this thing called life Just a piece of the American pie Break the chains of old beliefs I'm the flame that you can't unsee I don't like antiques, I want something new Got my dignity, gonna live my truth Like the southern smile I just can't lose Let my light sweep, across the room You may laugh but it's not funny That's the thing that keeps me coming Whose gonna say a want is not a need All those looks that get so dirty Lets me know that they're still learning Whose gonna say a want is not a need Just want my piece of the American pie Got your slice, where is mine Lick my fingers on this thing called life Just a piece of the American pie Break the chains of old beliefs I'm the flame that you can't unsee Whoa Whoa Just want my piece of the American pie Got your slice, where is mine Lick my fingers on this thing called life Just a piece of the American pie Break the chains of old beliefs I'm the flame that you can't unsee Whoa Whoa Want my peace got your peace Want my peace