This will be the day that I die We started singing Bye bye Miss American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levy But the levy was dry And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye The day the music died I started singing

Miss madonna won't you give me a kiss One of your soft sweet lagrimas Miss madonna... That you've been smoking cigars Oh miss madonna won't you please give me a kiss Give me one of those soft sweet lagrimas 'Cause i felt your pain When your baby was