Tori Amos
American Pie
Written by Don McLean
In the streets the children screamed,
the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
and not a word was spoken
the church bells all were broken
The three men I admired most
The Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost
they took the last train for the cost
the day the music died
They were singing "Bye bye Miss American Pie
I drove my Chevy to the levi but the levi was dry"
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"
And the three men I admired most
The Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost
they took the last train for the cost
the day the music died
