一百個未老先衰的方法

一百個未老先衰的方法 - MC 張天賦 [intro] N.C. E F#m E Ab7 C#m7 D C#m Amaj7 E Ab7 C#m7 D C#m7 Amaj7 A C#m B F#7 F#m7 Abm7 Amaj7 Bsus4(b7) E Can music save your mortal soul and can you teach me how to dance real slow? Ebm7b5 Well I know that you're in love with him 'cuz C#m7 I saw you dancin' in the gym [interlude] Bsus4(b7) E Ebm7b5 C#m7 B You both kicked off your shoes, man I dig those rhythm and blues A I was a lonely teenage bronckin' buck with a p E ink carnation and a pickup truck F#m7 But I knew I was out of luck the d ay the music died, I started singin' B7 E Bye, bye Miss American Pie Ebm7b5 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was C#m7 dry C#m7 E And them good old boys were drink in' whiskey and rye A Singin' this will be the day that I die, this E will be the day that I die F#m7 Now for ten years we've been on our own B7 and moss grows fat on a rolling stone but that E 's not how it used to be B7 D C# When the jester sang for the king and queen F#m in a coat he borrowed from James Dean in a voi F#m7b5 ce that came from you and me E Oh, and while the king was l ooking down, the jester stole his thorny crown Ab7 The courtroom was adjourned, no verdi ct was returned And while Lennin read a book on Marx, the quar C#m7 tet practiced in the park C#m7 D And we sang dirges in the dark the day the mus E7 ic died, we were singin' Amaj7 Am Bye, bye Miss American Pie E Drove my Chevy to the leve e but the levee was dry Ab7 And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die C#m7 D Helter skelter in a summer swelter E7 Amaj7 the birds flew off with a fallout shelter, eight miles high and fallin' fast Am C#m7 It landed foul on the grass B F#7 the players tried for a forward pass, with the F#m7 jester on the sidelines in a cast F#m7 Abm7 Amaj7 Now the half-time air was sweet perfume, while Bsus4(b7,9) sergeants played a marching tune E We all got up to dance, but we never got the chance Ebm7b5 'Cuz the players tried to take the field, the marching band refused to yield C#m7 Do you recall what was revealed the day the mu B7 sic died, we started singin' E A Bye, bye Miss American Pie E F#m7 Drove my Chevy to the levee but the le vee was dry B7 And them good old boy s were drinkin' whiskey and rye E Singin' this will be the day that I die, this Ebm7b5 will be the day that I die C#m7 E And there we were all in one place A a generation lost in space, with n o time left to start again E So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack F#m7 Flash sat on a candlestick B7 'cause fire is the devil's only friend C#m7 Ab7 And as I watched him on the stage, my hands we C#m re clenched in fists of rage F#m7 No angel born in Hell could break that Satan's spell Ab7 And as the flames climbed high into the night C#m to light the sacrificial rite Ab7 C#m7 I saw Satan laughing with delight the day the F#7 music died, he was singin' F#m7 Am7 Bye, bye Miss American Pie Fm7 Eb Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry [interlude] F#7 F#m7 Am7 Fm7 Eb G7 And them good old boys were d rinkin' whiskey and rye Cm7 Singin' this will be the day that I die, this Eb will be the day that I die Ab I met a girl who sang the blues Eb And I asked her for some happy news, but she j Fm7 ust smiled and turned away Bb7 I went down to the sacred store Eb Where I'd heard the music years before, but th Dm7b5 e man there said the music G7 Cm7 Eb wouldn't play Eb And in the streets the children screamed, the Ab lovers cried and the poets dreamed Eb But not a word was spoken, the church bells al Fm7 l were broken Bb7 And the three men I admire most, the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost Eb They caught the last train for the coast the d Abm ay the music died, Bmaj7 And they were singin' N.C. Eb 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 N.C. Singin' thi s will be the day that I die, this will be the day that I die They were singin' 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 will be the day that I die [outro] Abm Bmaj7 N.C. Eb N.C.