Does anybody know where I can find the lyrics and meanings for American Pie and Blinded By the Light?

These are two amazing songs about which I know very little but would like to know it all. I would also like to get the lyrics for Louie Louie and the lyrics and meaning for "The Weight" and "Creeque Alley". I greatly appreciate any help.

Does anybody know where I can find the lyrics and meanings for American Pie and Blinded By the Light?
Don McLean - American Pie





A long, long time ago...


I can still remember


How that music used to make me smile.


And I knew if I had my chance


That I could make those people dance


And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.





But february made me shiver


With every paper I’d deliver.


Bad news on the doorstep;


I couldn’t take one more step.





I can’t remember if I cried


When I read about his widowed bride,


But something touched me deep inside


The day the music died.





So bye-bye, miss american pie.


Drove my chevy to the levee,


But the levee was dry.


And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye


Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.


"this’ll be the day that I die."





Did you write the book of love,


And do you have faith in God above,


If the Bible tells you so?


Do you believe in rock ’n roll,


Can music save your mortal soul,


And can you teach me how to dance real slow?





Well, I know that you’re in love with him


`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.


You both kicked off your shoes.


Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.





I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck


With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,


But I knew I was out of luck


The day the music died.





I started singin’,


"bye-bye, miss american pie."


Drove my chevy to the levee,


But the levee was dry.


Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye


And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.


"this’ll be the day that I die."





Now for ten years we’ve been on our own


And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,


But that’s not how it used to be.


When the jester sang for the king and queen,


In a coat he borrowed from james dean


And a voice that came from you and me,





Oh, and while the king was looking down,


The jester stole his thorny crown.


The courtroom was adjourned;


No verdict was returned.


And while lennon read a book of marx,


The quartet practiced in the park,


And we sang dirges in the dark


The day the music died.





We were singing,


"bye-bye, miss american pie."


Drove my chevy to the levee,


But the levee was dry.


Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye


And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.


"this’ll be the day that I die."





Helter skelter in a summer swelter.


The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,


Eight miles high and falling fast.


It landed foul on the grass.


The players tried for a forward pass,


With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.





Now the half-time air was sweet perfume


While the sergeants played a marching tune.


We all got up to dance,


Oh, but we never got the chance!


`cause the players tried to take the field;


The marching band refused to yield.


Do you recall what was revealed


The day the music died?





We started singing,


"bye-bye, miss american pie."


Drove my chevy to the levee,


But the levee was dry.


Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye


And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.


"this’ll be the day that I die."





Oh, and there we were all in one place,


A generation lost in space


With no time left to start again.


So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!


Jack flash sat on a candlestick


Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.





Oh, and as I watched him on the stage


My hands were clenched in fists of rage.


No angel born in hell


Could break that satan’s spell.


And as the flames climbed high into the night


To light the sacrificial rite,


I saw satan laughing with delight


The day the music died





He was singing,


"bye-bye, miss american pie."


Drove my chevy to the levee,


But the levee was dry.


Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye


And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.


"this’ll be the day that I die."





I met a girl who sang the blues


And I asked her for some happy news,


But she just smiled and turned away.


I went down to the sacred store


Where I’d heard the music years before,


But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.





And in the streets: the children screamed,


The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.


But not a word was spoken;


The church bells all were broken.


And the three men I admire most:


The father, son, and the holy ghost,


They caught the last train for the coast


The day the music died.





And they were singing,


"bye-bye, miss american pie."


Drove my chevy to the levee,


But the levee was dry.


And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye


Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.


"this’ll be the day that I die."





They were singing,


"bye-bye, miss american pie."


Drove my chevy to the levee,


But the levee was dry.


Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye


Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."





Bruce Springsteen - BLINDED BY THE LIGHT





Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat


In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way into his hat


With a boulder on my shoulder, feelin' kinda older, I tripped the merry-go-round


With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing, the calliope crashed to the ground


Some all-hot half-shot was headin' for the hot spot, snappin' his fingers, clappin' his hands


And some fleshpot mascot was tied into a lover's knot with a whatnot in her hand


And now young Scott with a slingshot finally found a tender spot and throws his lover in the sand


And some bloodshot forget-me-not whispers, "Daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band"





And she was blinded by the light


Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night


Blinded by the light


She got down but she never got tight, but she'll make it alright





Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the East


He says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least"


And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone, watchin' the young girls dance


And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance





Yeah, he was blinded by the light


Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night


Blinded by the light


He got down but he never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight





Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes


She said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break"


And Go-Cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside


And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride


Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playin' backyard bombardier


Yes, and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent some dude with a calling card, he said, "Do what you like, but don't do it here"


Well, I jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground and asked him which was the way back home


He said, "Take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then, boy, you're on your own"


And now in Zanzibar, a shootin' star was ridin' in a side car, hummin' a lunar tune


Yes, and the avatar said, "Blow the bar but first remove the cookie jar, we're gonna teach those boys to laugh too soon"


And some kidnapped handicap was complainin' that he caught the clap from some mousetrap he bought last night


Well, I unsnapped his skull cap and between his ears I saw a gap but figured he'd be all right





He was just blinded by the light


Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night


Blinded by the light


Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the sun


Oh, but Mama, that's where the fun is


I was blinded


I was blinded


I was blinded





Richard Berry - Louie, Louie





Oh, Louie Louie, oh no


Get her way down low


Oh, Louie Louie, oh baby


Get her down low


A fine little girl a-waiting for me


She's just a girl across the way


We'll take her and park all alone


She's never a girl I lay at home





At night at ten I lay her again


**** you girl, oh all the way


Oh my bed and I lay her there


I meet a rose in her hair





Okay, let's give it to them right now!


She's got a rag on I'll move above


It won't be long she'll slip it off


I'll take her in my arms again


I'll tell her I'll never leave again





Get that broad out of here!





Band - The Weight





I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about half past dead;


I just need some place where I can lay my head.


"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"


He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said.





(Chorus:)


Take a load off Fanny, take a load for free;


Take a load off Fanny, And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me.





I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide;


When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side.


I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown."


She said, "I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around."





(Chorus)





Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say


It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day.


"Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?"


He said, "Do me a favor, son, woncha stay an' keep Anna Lee company?"





(Chorus)





Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog.


He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog."


I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man."


He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can."





(Chorus)





Catch a cannon ball now, t'take me down the line


My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time.


To get back to Miss Fanny, you know she's the only one.


Who sent me here with her regards for everyone.





The Mamas %26amp; the Papas - Creeque Alley





John and Mitchy were gettin' kind of itchy


Just to leave the folk music behind;


Zal and Denny workin' for a penny


Tryin' to get a fish on the line.


In a coffee house Sebastian sat,


And after every number they'd pass the hat.


McGuinn and McGuire just a-gettin' higher in L.A.,


You know where that's at.


And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass.





Zally said, "Denny, you know there aren't many


Who can sing a song the way that you do; let's go south."


Denny said, "Zally, golly, don't you think that I wish


I could play guitar like you."


Zal, Denny, and Sebastian sat (at the Night Owl)


And after every number they'd pass the hat.


McGuinn and McGuire still a-gettin higher in L.A.,


You know where that's at.


And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass.





When Cass was a sophomore, planned to go to Swathmore


But she changed her mind one day.


Standin' on the turnpike, thumb out to hitchhike,


"Take me to New York right away."


When Denny met Cass he gave her love bumps;


Called John and Zal and that was the Mugwumps.


McGuinn and McGuire couldn't get no higher


But that's what they were aimin' at.


And no one's gettin' fat except Mama Cass.





Mugwumps, high jumps, low slumps, big bumps---


Don't you work as hard as you play.


Make up, break up, everything is shake up;


Guess it had to be that way.


Sebastian and Zal formed the æ…¡poonful;


Michelle, John, and Denny gettin' very tuneful.


McGuinn and McGuire just a-catchin' fire in L.A.,


You know where that's at.


And everybody's gettin' fat except Mama Cass.





Broke, busted, disgusted, agents can't be trusted,


And Mitchy wants to go to the sea.


Cass can't make it; she says we'll have to fake it---


We knew she'd come eventually.


Greasin' on American Express cards;


Tents low rent, but keeping out the heat's hard.


Duffy's good vibrations and our imaginations


Can't go on indefinitely.


And California dreamin' is becomin' a reality...
Reply:Manfred Mann Band did Blinded by the Light, geez, I don't have the old LP anymore, I remember the lyrics were on that. And I am not sure which version of Louie Louie you mean. Some here suggest googling the song title with lyrics.
Reply:The only one that I know is American Pie : The entire song is a tribute to Buddy Holly and a commentary on how rock and roll changed in the years since his death
Reply:Go to your local music/instrument store where they sell sheet music with lyrics. If they don't have it they should be able to order it.