Arbeitsblatt: Song

Fill in the words in the following song American Pie Madonna Long long time can still remember How that used to make me smile. And knew it, If had my could make those people dance And theyd be happy for while. Did you write the of love And do you have faith in God above? If the bible tells you so. Now do you belive in And can music save your mortal soul And can you me how to Real slow? Well, know that youre in Cause saw you dancing in the gym. You both off your shoes, Man, dig those Rhythm and Blues. was lonely broncin buck With pink And pickup truck. But knew that was out of luck the day the music died. with him, started singin: Bye bye Miss Pie, Drove my Chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin Whyskey and Rye, Singin this will be the that die, This will be the day that I met who sang the blues And asked her for some happy news, She just smiled and away. Well, went down to the sacred store Where heared the years before, But the men there Said, the music play. Well, now in the streets the screamed, The lovers cried and the poets dreamed, But not was spoken, The church bells are well broken. And the three men admire the most, The Father, and the Holy Ghost, They caught the last train for the coast The day the died. American Pie Madonna Long long time ago can still remember How that music used to make me smile. And knew it, If had my chance, could make those people dance And maybe theyd be happy for while. Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in God above? If the bible tells you so. Now do you belive in Rock n Roll And can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance Real slow? Well, know that youre in love with him, Cause saw you danicin in the gym. You both kicked off your shoes, Man, dig those Rhythm and Blues. was lonely teenage broncin buck With pink carnation And pickup truck. But knew that was out of luck the day the music died. started singin: (Chorus) Bye bye Miss American Pie, Drove my Chevy to the levee, But the levee was dry. Them good old boys were drinkin Whyskey and Rye, Singin this will be the day that die, This will be the day that die. met girl who sang the blues And asked her for some happy news, She just smiled and turned away. Well, went down to the sacred store Where heared the music years before, But the men there Said, the music wouldnt play. Well, now in the streets the children screamed, The lovers cried and the poets dreamed, But not word was spoken, The church bells are well broken. And the three men admire the most, The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost, They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died.