G G/B C
take a ticket and wait in the line outside
G G/B C
in the sun we are nothing but food for the flies
G G/B C
then they warn us that the florist easily bores
G G/B C
if we want what we need wed better keep it short

Em G Am
show me the way

C D Bm C
i remember the day the music died and left me wanting more
C D Bm C
i remember the way my mother cried when Daddy went to war

C D Bm C
died that day , they came and took you away
C D Bm C
in between night and the day , hey!

otis – lost in the hiss of the stereos mouth

motions us to a door , empties our pockets out

in the blackest market that you will never see

give you all that you want if youre willing to please

take me away

i remember the day the music died and left me wanting more

i remember the way my mother cried when Daddy went to war

died that day , they came and took you away

in between night and the day