1977年的某日
在電視機前
看到一位歌手為歌唱比賽而演釋
唱一首歐美可為流行歌
結果得到亞軍
經過這次之後
開始留意此位歌手
果然
往後的歲月
此歌手成為大部份人的寵兒
A long, long time ago,
I can still remember how that music made me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance 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.
Chorus:
So bye-bye Miss America Pie. Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry.
Them good ole boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye, singing: "This will be the day that I die. This will be the day that I die".
.Second Verse:
Did you write the book of love? And do you have faith in God above? If the bible tells you so.
Now do you believe in rock 'n' roll? Can music save your mortal soul? And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well I know that your in love with him, 'cause I saw you dancing in the gym. You both kicked off your shoes. Man I digged those rythym and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck, with a pink carnation and a pickup truck. But I knew I was out of luck the day the music died.
I started singing...
Third Verse:
For ten years we've been on our own and moss grows fat on a rolling stone.
But that's not how it used to be when the jester sang for the king and queen in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voice that came from you and me.
While the king was looking down the jester stole his thorny crown. The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned.
And while Lenin read a book on Marx the quartet practised in the park. And we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died.
We were singing...
Fourth Verse:
Helter-skelter in a summer swelter. The birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass. The players tried for a forward pass with the jester on the sideline in a cast.
Now the halftime air was sweet perfume while sergeants played a marching tune. We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance.
'Cause the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield. Do you recall what was revealed the day the music died?
Fifth Verse:
And there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space with no time left to start again.
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick, 'cause fire is the devil's only friend.
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.
He was singing...
Sixth Verse:
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 wouldn'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.
[ 本帖最後由 日本通 於 2008-5-31 19:25 編輯 ]
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