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American Pie
DON MCLEAN · İNGİLİZCE
American Pie
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American Pie akorları, Don McLean. Bu şarkının gitar akorları G tonunda çalınır. Kullanılan akorlar: G, D, F#, Em, Am, C, G6, B, A7, D7. Aşağıda akorlar ve sözler bir arada; tonu değiştirip çalma modunda kaydırarak çalabilirsin.
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GA longD, F#long Emtime Amago, I can Cstill remember
How Emthat music useDd to make me smile
AnGd I DkneF#w if EmI had my chance
ThaAmt I could maCke those people dance
AnEmd maybe Cthey'd be haDppy for a while
EmBut FebruAmary made Emme shiver, Amwith every paper I'd deliver
CBad G6news Bon Amthe doorEmstep, I coulDdn't take one more step
I Gcan't reDmF#embeEmr if I cried, Cwhen I reDad about his widowed bride
BuGt someDthF#ing touchEmed me Cdeep inDsidGe the day the music died
So GbyCe, bye GMiss ADmerican Pie
Drove Gmy CheCvy to the Glevee Dbut the levee was dry
ThGem good Cold boys Gwere drinDking whiskey and rye
SingiEmng this'll be the daA7y that I die
EmThis'll be the day D7that I die
GDid you writAme the book of love
And Cdo you havAme faith in God above
EmIf the BiblDe tells you so?
Now Gdo yoDu F#belieEmve in rock and roll?
Can Ammusic saCve your mortal soul?
AnEmd can you A7teach me Dhow to dance real slow?
Well, EmI know that Dyou're in love with him
'CausEme I saw you Ddancing in the gym
YoCu both Gkicked Amoff your shoes
ManC, I dig those rhDythm and blues
I was Ga lonelDy F#teeEmnage broncin' buck
With Ama pink carnatCion and a pickup truck
BuGt I knDew F#I waEms out of luck
The Cday Dthe mGusic died
I started singiGng Cbye, Gbye Miss DAmerican Pie Dro
ve Gmy ChevCy to the Glevee but Dthe levee was dry
ThGem good Cold boys Gwere drinDking whiskey and rye
SingiEmng this'll be the A7day that I die
EmThis'll be the day D7that I die
Now, Gfor ten years Amwe've been on our own
And Cmoss groAmws fat on a rolling stone
BuEmt that's not Dhow it used to be
When Gthe jesDter F#sang Emfor the king and queen
In a Amcoat he borrCowed from James Dean
And Ema voice A7that came Dfrom you and me
Oh, Emand while the Dking was looking down
The Emjester stoDle his thorny crown
ThCe courtrGoom Amwas adjourned
CNo verdict Dwas returned
And Gwhile DLeF#nin reaEmd a book on Marx
The Amquartet prCacticed in the park
AnGd we DsaF#ng Em'Dirges In The Dark'
The Cday Dthe mGusic died
We were sinGginCg bye, Gbye MisDs American Pie Dro
ve Gmy ChevCy to the Glevee but Dthe levee was dry
ThGem good Cold boys Gwere drinDking whiskey and rye
SingiEmng this'll be the A7day that I die
EmThis'll be the day D7that I die
GHelter skelteAmr in a summer swelter
The Cbirds flew Amoff with a fallout shelter
EmEight miles Dhigh and falling fast
GLanded DfoF#ul on Emthe grass
The Amplayers trieCd for a forward pass
With Emthe jester on A7the sideDlines in a cast
Now Emthe half timDe air was sweet perfume
WhilEme sergeants Dplayed a marching tune
WCe all Ggot up Amto dance
Oh, Cbut we never Dgot the chance
'Cause Gthe playDers F#tried Emto take the field
The Ammarching Cband refused to yield
GDo yoDu reF#call whaEmt was revealed
The Cday Dthe muGsic died?
We started siGnginCg byeG, bye MiDss American Pie Dro
ve Gmy ChevCy to the Glevee but Dthe levee was dry
ThGem good Cold boys Gwere drinDking whiskey and rye
SingiEmng this'll be the A7day that I die
EmThis'll be the day D7that I die
Oh, Gand there we Amwere all in one place
CA generatAmion lost in space
WitEmh no time left Dto start again
So coGme on DJaF#ck Embe nimble, Jack be quick
AmJack Flash saCt on a candlestick
'CauEmse fire is A7the devil's Donly friend
Oh, Emand as I watDched him on the stage
My Emhands were Dclenched in fists of rage
CNo anGgel born Amin hell
CouCld break that DSatan's spell
And as thGe flamDes F#climbEmed high into the night
To Amlight the Csacrificial rite
I saGw SaDtan laF#ughinEmg with delight
The Cday Dthe mGusic died
He was sinGging Cbye, Gbye Miss DAmerican Pie Dro
ve Gmy ChevCy to the Glevee but Dthe levee was dry
ThGem goCod old boGys were drDinking whiskey and rye
SingiEmng this'll be the A7day that I die
EmThis'll be the day D7that I die
GI met Da girF#l who Emsang the blues
AnAmd I asked her Cfor some happy news
But Emshe just smiDled and turned away
GI went DdowF#n to Emthe sacred store
WheAmre I'd heard Cthe music years before
But Emthe man there Csaid the Dmusic wouldn't play
AnEmd in the streeAmts the children screamed
The Emlovers cried Amand the poets dreamed
CBut not G6a Bword Amwas spoken
ThCe church bells Dall were broken
And Gthe thrDee F#men I Emadmire most
ThCe Father, Son Dand the Holy Ghost
GThey caugDht F#the last Emtrain for the coast
CThe day Dthe Gmusic died
And they werGe Csinging Gbye, byDe Miss American Pie
DroGve my CChevy to Gthe levee Dbut the levee was dry
ThGem good Cold boys Gwere drinDking whiskey and rye
SingiEmng this'll be the A7day that I die
EmThis'll be the day D7that I die
They were GsingCing, byGe, bye DMiss American Pie
Drove Gmy CheCvy to the Glevee buDt the levee was dry
ThGem good Cold boys Gwere drinDking whiskey and rye
SingiCng this'll Dbe the daGy that I die
