By By miss American pie
I drove my chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And good old boys are drinking whiskey and rye
Singing ‘This will be the day that I die’
This will be the day that I die.
(x4)
By By miss American pie
I drove my chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And good old boys are drinking whiskey and rye
Singing ‘This will be the day that I die’
This will be the day that I die.
(x4)