文本歌词

byebye
miss American pie
drove my chevy to the levee
but the levee was dry
and them good old boys were
drinking whiskey and rye
sing this'll be
the day that I die
this'll be the day that I die
this'll be the day that I die
now for ten years
We've been on our own
and moss grows fat on a rolling stone
but that's not
how it used to be
when the jester sang
for the King and Queen
in a coat he borrowed
from James dean
and a voice that came from
you and me
oh while the King was looking down
the jester stole his thorny crown
the countroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
but while lennon read a book of marx
the quartet practiced in the park