Don McLean nasceu em 2 de outubro de 1945, em Nova York. Cantor e compositor, ficou famoso pela canção American Pie, elegia folk-pop de oito minutos e meio que atingiu o topo das paradas americanas. Iniciou sua carreira em meados dos anos 60, tocando em clubes nova-iorquinos, escolas primárias e em prol de causas ambientais.
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AF#mDE Fortune has me well in hand, armies 'wait at my command BmEDADA-D-E My gold lies in a foreign land buried deep beneath the sand AF#mDE The angels guide my every tread, my enemies are sick or dead BmEDADA-D-E But all the victories I've led haven't brought you to my bed
CHORUS: AF#m You see, everybody loves me, baby, DE what's the matter with you BmE Wont you tell me what did I do ADA-D-E to offend you?
Now the purest race I've bred for thee to live in my democracy And the highest human pedigree awaits the first-born boy baby And my face on every coin engraved, the anarchists are all enslaved My own flag is forever waved by the grateful people I have saved
CHORUS
Now, no land is beyond my claim when land is seized in the people's name By evil men who rob and maim, if war is hell, I'm not to blame! Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child, I'm the second son of Mary mild And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde, but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through, and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue I'm held in very great value by everyone I meet but you 'cause I've used my talents as I could, I've done some bad, I've done some good I did a whole lot better than they thought I would so, c'mon and treat me like you should!