Acadian Saturday Night
Stan Rogers
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Uncle GEmile's been gone now Gnearly ten days_
Told his Cwife he be goin' for the Gfishing_
But in the Gwaters off St. Pierre and EmMiquelon Isles_
The Cfishes come in bottles of Amgold_
If the GAnne-Marie don't break and the GMounties stayin' blind_
He'll be Cback before the moon is Bmrising_
With a Cvery fine catch all Gsafe in the hold_
Thirty Ccases of Trinidad Glight_
For CAcadian D7Saturday night_
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Now GEmmeline Comeau works the Ggeneral store_
My CPapa says she's good for the Gcustom's_
She got Geyes like fire and Emhair past her shoulders_
As Cshiny black as Cumberland Amcoal_
You can Gsee her Sunday morning on the GSt. Phillipe road_
Her Cmaman close behind like a Bmdragon_
But her Cmama doesn't know what she Gdoes behind the hall_
CAway from the music and the Glight_
On CAcadian D7Saturday Gnight__
And it's Doh_ don't the Cfiddles make you Groll_
Your Cheart she will pound like a Emhammer_
There's a Dfat lady B7beating her Empiano like a Cdrum_
And everybody's higher than a Gkite_
On CAcadian D7Saturday night_
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Now Ggranpa says it was Gbetter in his day_
The CMounties stayed away from the Gparties_
And they Gdidn't mind a fight when the Gspirit got high_
You could Calways throw them out in the Amsnow_
And the Grum was better and it Gcame in bigger bottles_
And the Crevenue cutters were Bmslow_
Still_ the Cold Anne-Marie has Gwings on the water_
And there's Cnothing like Trinidad Glight_
For CAcadian D7Saturday Gnight_
And it's Doh_ don't the Cfiddles make you Groll_
Your Cheart she will pound like a Emhammer_
There's a Dfat lady B7beating her Empiano like a Cdrum_
And everybody's higher than a Gkite_
And it's Doh_ don't the Cfiddles make you Groll_
Your Cheart she will pound like a Emhammer_
There's a Dfat lady B7beating her Empiano like a Cdrum_
And everybody's higher than a Gkite_
On CAcadian D7Saturday night_
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