Biography:
Donald McLean III (born October 2, 1945) is an American singer-songwriter, best known for his 1971 hit song "American Pie", an 8.5-minute folk rock "cultural touchstone" about the loss of innocence of the early rock and roll generation (US #1 for four weeks in 1972 and UK #2).
McLean's grandfather and father, both also named Donald McLean, had roots originating in Scotland. The Buccis, the family of McLean's mother, Elizabeth, came from Abruzzo in central Italy.
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Other songs:
- American Pie
- And I Love You So
- Babylon
- Castles In The Air
- Crossroads
- Crying
- Empty Chairs
- Magdalene Lane
- Since I Don't Have You
- Vincent
- Vincent (starry Starry Night)
- Vincent (starry, Starry Night)
- Birthday Song
- Bronco Bills Lament
- Chain Lightning
- Dreidel
- Every Day
- Everybody Loves Me Baby
- Flight Of Dragons
- Going For The Gold
- Great Big Man
- Homeless Brother
- If I Only Had A Match
- Jerusalem
- La La I Love You
- Legend Of Andrew Mccrew
- Mountains O Mourne
- Oh My What A Shame
- On The Amazon
- Orphans Of Wealth
- Prime Time
- Respectable
- Since I Dont Have You
- The Grave
- The More You Pay
- The Pride Parade
- Till Tomorrow
- When Love Begins
- Winter Has Me In Its Grip
- Winterwood
- Wonderful Baby
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The auctioneer said, I'm not through yet,
C A D
Here's a horse the likes of which you've never seen,
G C B Am Em
And the straw hats in the sun, with a face beneath each one,
CB G Am
Shown doubtful and the auctioneer got mean.
Am G F E
Do you think that you can find a horse like this every day?
Am G F E
I don't think there's any better on this earth,
Am E Am
And the more you pay, the more it's worth.
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Then out she came, a snow-white mare,
C A D
Prancin' and a dancin' in the silver sun,
G C B Am Em
They watched her from behind, as she did her bump and grind,
CB G Am
Walkin' naked, sad and graceful for their fun.
Am G F E
Oh how I wished I could afford that lady painted white,
Am G F E
A queen with high nobility of birth,
Am E Am
But the more you pay, the more it's worth.
D
My pockets hung with empty blues,
C A D
Silent heels were standin' on my growin' pains,
G C B Am Em
My bid was not too bad, two bits was all I had,
CB G Am
And the stable boy just handed me the reins.
Am G F E
Well the gallery went wild, and the auctioneer half smiled,
Am G F E
What we don't sell we shoot or give away,
Am E Am
'Cause the more you pay, the more it's worth.
Bm Em Bm Em
And where was the boy, who rode on her back,
Bm Em A
With his arms holding tight round her neck?
Bm Em
How tightly he clung,
Bm Em
When they both were young,
C B Am
And fate had not let this poor girl be so
Em
Disgraced.
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The auctioneer said, I'm not through yet,
C A D
Here's a horse the likes of which you've never seen,
G C B Am Em
And the straw hats in the sun, with a face beneath each one,
CB G Am
Shown doubtful and the auctioneer got mean.
Am G F E
Do you think that you can find a horse like this every day?
Am G F E
I don't think there's any better on this earth,
Am E Am
And the more you pay, the more it's worth.
D
Then out she came, a snow-white mare,
C A D
Prancin' and a dancin' in the silver sun,
G C B Am Em
They watched her from behind, as she did her bump and grind,
CB G Am
Walkin' naked, sad and graceful for their fun.
Am G F E
Oh how I wished I could afford that lady painted white,
Am G F E
A queen with high nobility of birth,
Am E Am
But the more you pay, the more it's worth.
D
My pockets hung with empty blues,
C A D
Silent heels were standin' on my growin' pains,
G C B Am Em
My bid was not too bad, two bits was all I had,
CB G Am
And the stable boy just handed me the reins.
Am G F E
Well the gallery went wild, and the auctioneer half smiled,
Am G F E
What we don't sell we shoot or give away,
Am E Am
'Cause the more you pay, the more it's worth.
Bm Em Bm Em
And where was the boy, who rode on her back,
Bm Em A
With his arms holding tight round her neck?
Bm Em
How tightly he clung,
Bm Em
When they both were young,
C B Am
And fate had not let this poor girl be so
Em
Disgraced.
http://www.youtube.com/mattnourse
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Donkey Kong
Donna Cruz