A long, long time ago
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I can still remember
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How that music used to make me smile
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And I knew if I had my chance that
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I could make those people dance
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and maybe they'd by happy for a while.
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Did you write the book of love
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and do you have faith in God above?
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If the Bible tells you so
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Now do you believe in rock and roll?
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Can music save your mortal soul?
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and can you teach me how to dance real slow?
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Well I know that you're in love with him
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'cause I saw you dancing in the gym,
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You both kicked off your shoes,
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Man I dig those rhythm and blues!
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I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck,
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with a pink carnation and a pick-up truck.
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But I knew I was out of luck the day,
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the music died. I started singing....
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So bye-bye, Miss American Pie.
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Drove my Chevy to the levee but the
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levee was dry, them good ole boys
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were drinkin' whiskey and Rye, singing
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this'll be the day that I die,
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This'll be the day that I die.
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I met a girl who sang the blues so
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I asked her for some happy news
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But she just smiled and turned away.
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I went down to the sacred store
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Where I heard the music years before.
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But the man there said
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the music wouldn't play. And
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in the streets the children screamed
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The lovers cried and the poets dreamed.
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But not a word was spoken
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The church bells all were broken.
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And the three men I admire most:
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The father, Son and the Holy Ghost
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They caught the last train for the coast the day
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The music died. And they were singing
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