Don McLean

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Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died.

Donald McLean (born 2 October 1945) is an American singer-songwriter. He is most famous for his 1971 songs "American Pie" and "Vincent".

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American Pie (1971)

American Pie

  • A long long time ago
    I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
    And I knew if I had my chance
    That I could make those people dance
    And maybe they'd be happy for a while.
    But February made me shiver
    With every paper I'd deliver
    Bad news on the doorstep
    I couldn't take one more step
    I can't remember if I cried
    When I read about his widowed bride
    But something touched me deep inside
    The day the music died.
  • Do you recall what was revealed
    The day the music died.
  • So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
    Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
    'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend
    Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
    My hands were clenched in fists of rage
    No angel born in hell
    Could break that Satan's spell
    And as the flames climbed high into the night
    To light the sacrificial rite
    I saw Satan laughing with delight
    The day the music died.
  • I met a girl who sang the blues
    And I asked her for some happy news
    But she just smiled and turned away
    I went down to the sacred store
    Where I'd heard the music years before
    But the man there said the music woudn't play
    And in the streets the children screamed
    The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
    But not a word was spoken
    The church bells all were broken
    And the three men I admire most
    The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
    They caught the last train for the coast
    The day the music died.

Vincent

Now I understand what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now...
  • Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
    Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
  • Now I understand what you tried to say to me
    How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
    They would not listen they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
  • Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
    For they could not love you, but still your love was true
    And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night
    You took your life as lovers often do,
    But I could have told you, Vincent,
    This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
  • Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
    How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
    They would not listen they're not listening still...
    Perhaps they never will...

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