In the streets the children screamed
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The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
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And not a word was spoken
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The church bells all were broken
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The three men I admired most
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The Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost
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They took the last train for the coast
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The day the music died
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They were singing "Bye bye Miss American Pie"
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I drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
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Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
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Singing "This'll be the day that I die, this'll be the day that I die"
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And the three men I admired most
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The Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost
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They took the last train for the coast
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The day the music died
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American Pie
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| Tori Amos |
