Biografía:
Don McLean (nacido el 2 de octubre de 1945 en New Rochelle, Nueva York) es un cantautor estadounidense, principalmente famoso por su balada de 1971 "American Pie", sobre un suceso conocido como -El Día Que La Música Murió- y que involucra la muerte de Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens y Big Booper en un accidente aéreo. Este tema, en 2001, fue versionado por Madonna en su disco "Music".
Un poema sobre McLean, "Killing Me Softly With His Blues" de Lori Lieberman
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Otras canciones:
- 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
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
American Pie chords
Don McLean 1971 (American Pie)
G D Em
A long, long time ago,
Am C Em D
I can still remember, how that music used to make me smile.
G D Em Am C
And I knew if I had my chance, that I could make those people dance,
Em C D
and maybe they'd by happy for a while.
Em Am Em Am
But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver.
C G Am C D
Bad news on the doorstep; I couldn't take one more step
G D Em Am D
I can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride;
G D Em C D7 G C G
something touched me deep inside, the day the music died.
G C G D G C
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.
G Am C Am
Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above,
Em D G D Em
if the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll,
Am C Em A7 D7
can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Em Am Em Am
Well I know that you're in love with him, 'cause I saw you dancing in the gym
C G A7 C D7
You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues!
G D Em Am C
I was a lonely teenage bronching buck, with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck.
G D Em C D7 G C G
But I knew I was out of luck the day, the music died.
G D7
I started singing....
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.
G Am C Am
Now for ten years, we've been on our own; and moss grows fat on a rolling stone,
Em D G D Em
but that's not how it used to be. When the jester sang for the King and
Am C Em A7 D7
Queen, in a coat he borrowed from James Dean, and a voice that came from you and me
Em Am Em Am
Oh, and while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown;
C G A7 C D7
the court room was adjourned, no verdict was returned.
G D Em Am C
And while Lennon read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the park;
G D Em C D7 G C G
and we sang dirges in the dark, the day the music died,
D7
we were singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..
G Am C Am
Helter skelter in the summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter;
Em D G D Em
eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the grass,
Am C Em A7 D7
the players tried for a forward pass; with the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Em Am Em Am
The half time air was sweet perfume, while the sergeants played a marching tune;
C G A7 C D7
we all got up to dance, but we never got the chance. 'Cause
G D Em Am C
the players tried to take the field, but the marching band refused to yield
G D Em C D7 G C G
Do you recall what was revealed, the day the music died?
D7
We started singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..
G Am C Am
Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space;
Em D G D Em
with no time left, to start again. So come on, Jack be nimble, jack be quick,
Am C Em A7 D7
Jack flash sat on a candlestick, 'cause fire is the devil's only friend.
Em Am Em Am
And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage.
C G A7 C D7
No angel born in hell, could break that Satan’s spell
G D Em Am C
And as the flames climbed high into the night, to light the sacrificial rite;
G D Em C D7 G C G
I saw Satan laughing with delight, the day the music died.
D7
We were singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..
G D Em
I met a girl who sang the blues so,
Am C Em D
I asked her for some happy news; but she just smiled and turned away.
G D Em Am C
I went down to the sacred store, where I heard the music years before,
Em C D Em
but the man there said the music wouldn't play. And in the streets
Am Em Am
the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed.
C G Am C D
But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken.
G D Em Am D
And the three men I admire most: the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
G D Em C D7 G
They caught the last train for the coast the day, the music died.
D7
And they were singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..
D7
And they were singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
C D7 G C G
this'll be the day that I die
Set8
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Don McLean 1971 (American Pie)
G D Em
A long, long time ago,
Am C Em D
I can still remember, how that music used to make me smile.
G D Em Am C
And I knew if I had my chance, that I could make those people dance,
Em C D
and maybe they'd by happy for a while.
Em Am Em Am
But February made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver.
C G Am C D
Bad news on the doorstep; I couldn't take one more step
G D Em Am D
I can't remember if I cried, when I read about his widowed bride;
G D Em C D7 G C G
something touched me deep inside, the day the music died.
G C G D G C
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.
G Am C Am
Did you write the book of love, and do you have faith in God above,
Em D G D Em
if the Bible tells you so? Now do you believe in rock and roll,
Am C Em A7 D7
can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Em Am Em Am
Well I know that you're in love with him, 'cause I saw you dancing in the gym
C G A7 C D7
You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues!
G D Em Am C
I was a lonely teenage bronching buck, with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck.
G D Em C D7 G C G
But I knew I was out of luck the day, the music died.
G D7
I started singing....
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die.
G Am C Am
Now for ten years, we've been on our own; and moss grows fat on a rolling stone,
Em D G D Em
but that's not how it used to be. When the jester sang for the King and
Am C Em A7 D7
Queen, in a coat he borrowed from James Dean, and a voice that came from you and me
Em Am Em Am
Oh, and while the king was looking down, the jester stole his thorny crown;
C G A7 C D7
the court room was adjourned, no verdict was returned.
G D Em Am C
And while Lennon read a book on Marx, the quartet practiced in the park;
G D Em C D7 G C G
and we sang dirges in the dark, the day the music died,
D7
we were singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..
G Am C Am
Helter skelter in the summer swelter, the birds flew off with a fallout shelter;
Em D G D Em
eight miles high and falling fast. It landed foul on the grass,
Am C Em A7 D7
the players tried for a forward pass; with the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Em Am Em Am
The half time air was sweet perfume, while the sergeants played a marching tune;
C G A7 C D7
we all got up to dance, but we never got the chance. 'Cause
G D Em Am C
the players tried to take the field, but the marching band refused to yield
G D Em C D7 G C G
Do you recall what was revealed, the day the music died?
D7
We started singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..
G Am C Am
Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space;
Em D G D Em
with no time left, to start again. So come on, Jack be nimble, jack be quick,
Am C Em A7 D7
Jack flash sat on a candlestick, 'cause fire is the devil's only friend.
Em Am Em Am
And as I watched him on the stage, my hands were clenched in fists of rage.
C G A7 C D7
No angel born in hell, could break that Satan’s spell
G D Em Am C
And as the flames climbed high into the night, to light the sacrificial rite;
G D Em C D7 G C G
I saw Satan laughing with delight, the day the music died.
D7
We were singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..
G D Em
I met a girl who sang the blues so,
Am C Em D
I asked her for some happy news; but she just smiled and turned away.
G D Em Am C
I went down to the sacred store, where I heard the music years before,
Em C D Em
but the man there said the music wouldn't play. And in the streets
Am Em Am
the children screamed, the lovers cried and the poets dreamed.
C G Am C D
But not a word was spoken, the church bells all were broken.
G D Em Am D
And the three men I admire most: the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
G D Em C D7 G
They caught the last train for the coast the day, the music died.
D7
And they were singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
Em A7 Em D7
this'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die..
D7
And they were singing
G C G D G C
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levee but the
G D G C G D
levee was dry. Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye, singing
C D7 G C G
this'll be the day that I die
Set8
http://sites.google.com/site/guitarmusicchordsandlyrics/
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