111 Quotes by Don McLean

The Byrds flew off the fallout shelter, eight miles high and falling fast.

Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, swirling clouds in violet haze reflect Vincent's eyes of china blue.

Not a word was spoken. The church bells all were broken.

We all got up to dance. Oh, but we never got the chance!

And when no hope was left inside on that starry, starry night, you took your life as lovers often do. But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.

I saw satan laughing with delight The day the music died.

In the streets the children screamed. The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed

Bad news on the doorstep;I couldn’t take one more step

...And as the players tried to take the field, the Marching Band refused to yield...