Tori Amos
american pie
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In the streets, the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
And not a word was spoken
The church bells, all were broken
The three men I admired most
The Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost
They took the last train for the coast
The day the music died
They were singing, Bye,
bye,
Miss
American
Pie
I drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singing, Thisll be the day that I die, thisll
be
the
day
that
I
die
And the three men I admired most
The Father, Son, and The Holy Ghost
They took the last train for the coast
The day the music died
- Album:
- The Light Princess
- Unrepentant Geraldines
- Gold Dust
- Miscellaneous
- Night Of Hunters
- Abnormally Attracted To Sin
- Midwinter Graces
- American Doll Posse
- The Beekeeper
- A Piano: The Collection
- Y Kant Tori Read
- The Original Bootlegs
- Boys for Pele (Deluxe)
- Flicker
- About Night Of Hunters
- Under The Pink (Deluxe Edition)
- Live At Montreux
- Live at Montreux 91/92
- Legs and Boots: Washington, DC - October 26, 2007
- Royce Hall Auditorium, Los Angeles, CA 4/25/05