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Date of issue: 30.11.2011
Song language: English
Fille Du Roy |
Twenty young women were there on the dock |
From an orphanage East of Paris |
Girls without fathers now King Louis' daughters |
Who’d chosen to cross the wide sea |
Nervous and hopeful, no strangers to toil |
They’ll do well in the new lives they’ll lead |
As honourable wives in a place called Quebec |
They’re not meant for a sailor like me Nineteen young women asleep in their bunks |
But one up on deck here with me She’s watching the stars with the wind in hair |
And she tells me her name is Marie |
No stranger to laughter, no stranger to joy |
And a spirit as wild as the sea |
She’ll make a man happy in distant Quebec |
But he won’t be a sailor like me Thirty long days from the broad (something in French) |
And the other girls scarce have been seen |
But Marie’s gone and learned all the terms of the trade |
And her feet found the roll of the sea |
All the boys love her and everyone jokes |
That her smiles carry more than I’ve seen |
I don’t know what she wants in la vil de Quebec |
But she can’t want a sailor like me. |
But I’ve borrowed a ring from my friend Tiroberre |
And the boys have all left us alone |
And I’ve asked what she’d think of a life in the town |
And a husband who’s not always home |
Then she’s laughed and she’s kissed me And told me that love is more precious than land en la ville |
Thank God that she chose to go out to Quebec |
And she wanted a sailor like me |