03 February 2010

My Pawrents are REALLY OLD.

Every year, we have very similar remarks around the dinner table.

This Guy here died in 1959. Somewhere near Clear Lake Ioway, which is somewhere near Mutton Hollow and my pal Butchy. And the catses.

Anyway..this is a (slightly) newer song about this Buddy Holly Fellow. It is pretty long, because it is the concert version. But if ya read the lyrics, it is a pretty long song anyway.

I hope some of you enjoy this. I am doing this under Durrrresss...because I have been a BAD DOG and muzzer has taken over my blog.





A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That 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

{Refrain}

So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die


Verse 2
Did you write the Book of Love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so
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 you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm & 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 singin'

{Refrain}

Verse 3
Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' 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
Oh, and 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 practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'

{Refrain}


Verse 4
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 sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the Sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh 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
We started singing


{Refrain}

Verse 5
Oh, 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 devils only friend
Oh, 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 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


{Refrain}

Verse 6
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
And they were singin'


{Refrain}

Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die

They were singin'
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this'll be the day that I die

9 comments:

Khyra The Siberian Husky And Sometimes Her Mom said...

My oldie but somewhat khrazy goodie has that 45rpm -

Woo've been a bad bad boy?

Oh do tell!

Hugz&Khysses,
Khyra

Asta said...

Gussie
Mommi sang ALLL the vewses along wif youw post today..I think hoomans awe incwedibully weiwd!
i think I even saw hew get all musty eyed..sheeesh
smoochie kisses
ASTA
pee ess we should wun away fwom this cwaziness

Baby Rocket Dog and Hootie said...

Our folks are ancient tooooo. Mommy was rocking out to this song while catching up on your blog!!
Gotta admit that we could probably dance to this catchy tune too!
Smooches, BabyRocketDog and Hootie

Rock ON!!
X-Cassie (the human) :<)

The Thundering Herd said...

We have always loved that song. Would love to have heard the music Buddy Holly, the Big Bopper, and Richie Valens would have made if it had not been for that flight.

Maggie and Mitch said...

Mom has always loved American Pie by Don McLean!
We're sorry you have to endure Muzzer taking over your blog for this, Gussie!

Love ya lots,
Maggie and Mitch

Fred said...

My Old Girl really likes that song, too. She is obviously old.

Eric said...

Criiikeeeey. You've be BAD Gussie? can't believe it. As bad as me?Sorry bout Muzzer taking over your bloggie. Hope you can snatch it back before we get another tune without your funny alternative lyrics. But don't worry you are not alone I've been veeeeerry bad and Mom has been threatening she's going to let Miss Enid post..nnoooooooo.

Wiry wags Eric xx

The OP Pack said...

Our Mom and Dad are ancient too and our Mom is going to be even more ancient in a week or so - but they both LOVE that song.

Gussie, what did you do? We can't believe you could possibly be bad.

Woos, Phantom and Thunder

TwoSpecialWires said...

OK. Moma can finally comment on this post. It put her in a melancholy mood. Reflecting on what all that song was referring to. Made her kind of sad. Wishing things were simple and happy and perfect and all. Like they were back in the early days of Buddy Holly. Hohummmm.

Did you know there's a really good website that analyzes that song? We could find if for ya, if you'd like. The Girl's been reading it ... putting some meaning to a song she sang when she was just a little thing. Kind of puts ten or fifteen tears in perspective.

Wow. This is too heavy. Time to lighten up.

Ciao.
Jake and Fergi xxoo