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In a duel
There is something greater
And this is more bitter
Than death, even than the fear of death
You see that the person you trusted most yesterday
Has become the witness for the other side
Now this is bitter too
More than death, more than its fear
But there is an even greater bitterness
And that is the woman you love
Paying a visit to the other side
Even if it is just a courtesy call
Even if the duel never takes place
This is bitter
More than that, even more than that
And even more bitter than that
With the sword in your hand
A lock of sunlight on your brow
You are left stranded in the middle
In a duel
There is something greater
And this is more bitter
Than death, even than the fear of death
You see that the person you trusted most yesterday
Has become the witness for the other side
Now this is bitter too
More than death, more than its fear
But there is an even greater bitterness
And that is the woman you love
Paying a visit to the other side
Even if it is just a courtesy call
Even if the duel never takes place
This is bitter
More than that, even more than that
And even more bitter than that
With the sword in your hand
A lock of sunlight on your brow
You are left stranded in the middle





![Don McLean - American Pie
American Pie is a song by American singer and songwriter Don McLean. Recorded and released on the American Pie album in 1971, the single was a number-one US hit for four weeks in 1972 and also topped the charts in Australia, Canada, and New Zealand. In the UK, the single reached No. 2 on its original 1972 release while a reissue in 1991 reached No. 12.[1] The song was listed as the No. 5 song on the RIAA project Songs of the Century. A truncated version of the song was covered by Madonna in 2000 and reached No. 1 in several countries, including the United Kingdom, Canada and Australia.
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Lyrics:
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 theyd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper Id deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldnt take one more step
I cant remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
Something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin thisll be the day that I die
Thisll be the day that I die
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 and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that youre in love with him
Cause I saw you dancin in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm 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 singin
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin thisll be the day that I die
Thisll be the day that I die
Now, for ten years weve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, thats not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And 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 Lennon 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
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin thisll be the day that I die
Thisll be the day that I die
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 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 singin
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
And singin thisll be the day that I die
Thisll be the day that I die
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 Satans 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 singin
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin thisll be the day that I die
Thisll be the day that I die
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 Id heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldnt 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 singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin thisll be the day that I die
Thisll be the day that I die
They were singing
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
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