[{"id":13625933,"name":"American Pie","trackName":"American Pie","artistName":"Cast of Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist","albumName":"Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist","duration":341.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"A long, long time ago\nI can still remember how\nThat music used to make me smile\nAnd I knew if I had my chance\nThat I could make those people dance\nAnd maybe they'd be happy for a while\n\nBut February made me shiver\nWith every paper I'd deliver\nBad news on the doorstep\nI couldn't take one more step\n\nI can't remember if I cried\nWhen I read about his widowed bride\nSomething touched me deep inside\nThe day the music died\nSo\n\nBye, bye Miss American Pie\nDrove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry\nAnd them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye\nSinging, \"This'll be the day that I die\"\nThis'll be the day that I die\n\nDid you write the book of love?\nAnd do you have faith in God above?\nIf the Bible tells you so?\nDo you believe 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Lennon read a book of Marx\nThe quartet practiced in the park\nAnd we sang dirges in the dark\nThe day the music died\n\nWe were singing\nBye-bye, Miss American Pie\nDrove my Chevy to the levee\nBut the levee was dry\nThem good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye\nAnd singing, \"This'll be the day that I die\"\nThis'll be the day that I die\n\nI met a girl who sang the blues\nAnd I asked her for some happy news\nBut she just smiled and turned away\nI went down to the sacred store\nWhere I'd heard the music years before\nBut the man there said the music wouldn't play\n\nAnd in the streets, the children screamed\nThe lovers cried, and the poets dreamed\nBut not a word was spoken\nThe church bells all were broken\nAnd the three men I admire most\nThe father, son, and the holy ghost\nThey caught the last train for the coast\nThe day the music died\n\nAnd they were singing\nBye-bye, Miss American Pie\nDrove my Chevy to the levee\nBut the levee was dry\nAnd them good old boys were 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that I die\"\n  start_ms: 321910\n  end_ms: 327630\n- text: This'll be the day that I die\n  start_ms: 327630\n  end_ms: 340760\nplain: |-\n  A long, long time ago\n  I can still remember how\n  That music used to make me smile\n  And I knew if I had my chance\n  That I could make those people dance\n  And maybe they'd be happy for a while\n\n  But February made me shiver\n  With every paper I'd deliver\n  Bad news on the doorstep\n  I couldn't take one more step\n\n  I can't remember if I cried\n  When I read about his widowed bride\n  Something touched me deep inside\n  The day the music died\n  So\n\n  Bye, bye Miss American Pie\n  Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry\n  And them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye\n  Singing, \"This'll be the day that I die\"\n  This'll be the day that I die\n\n  Did you write the book of love?\n  And do you have faith in God above?\n  If the Bible tells you so?\n  Do you believe in rock and roll?\n  Can music save your mortal soul?\n  And can you teach me how to dance real slow?\n\n  Well, I know that you're in love with him\n  'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym\n  You both kicked off your shoes\n  Man, I dig those rhythm and blues\n\n  I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck\n  With a pink carnation and a pickup truck\n  But I knew I was out of luck\n  The day the music died\n\n  I started singin'\n  Bye-bye, Miss American Pie\n  Drove my Chevy to the levee\n  But the levee was dry\n  Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye\n  And singing, \"This'll be the day that I die\"\n  This'll be the day that I die\n\n  Now for ten years we've been on our own\n  And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone\n  But that's not how it used to be\n  When the jester sang for the king and queen\n  In a coat he borrowed from James Dean\n  And a voice that came from you and me\n\n  Oh, and while the king was looking down\n  The jester stole his thorny crown\n  The courtroom was adjourned\n  No verdict was returned\n  And while Lennon read a book of Marx\n  The quartet practiced in the park\n  And we sang dirges in the dark\n  The day the music died\n\n  We were singing\n  Bye-bye, Miss American Pie\n  Drove my Chevy to the levee\n  But the levee was dry\n  Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye\n  And singing, \"This'll be the day that I die\"\n  This'll be the day that I die\n\n  I met a girl who sang the blues\n  And I asked her for some happy news\n  But she just smiled and turned away\n  I went down to the sacred store\n  Where I'd heard the music years before\n  But the man there said the music wouldn't play\n\n  And in the streets, the children screamed\n  The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed\n  But not a word was spoken\n  The church bells all were broken\n  And the three men I admire most\n  The father, son, and the holy ghost\n  They caught the last train for the coast\n  The day the music died\n\n  And they were singing\n  Bye-bye, Miss American Pie\n  Drove my Chevy to the levee\n  But the levee was dry\n  And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye\n  Singing, \"This'll be the day that I die\"\n  This'll be the day that I die\n"}]