Stan Rogers - Acadian saturday night

Uncle ^GEmile's been gone now nearly ten days Told his ^Cwife he be goin' for the ^Gfishing But in the waters off St. Pierre and ^EmMiquelon Isles The ^Cfishes come in bottles of ^Amgold If the ^GAnne-Marie don't break and the Mounties stayin' blind He'll be ^Cback before the moon is ^Emrising With a ^Cvery fine catch all ^Gsafe in the hold Thirty ^Ccases of Trinidad ^Glight For ^CAcadian ^D7Saturday ^Gnight ^{F C F}

Now ^GEmmeline Comeau works the general store My ^CPapa says she's good for the ^Gcustom's She got eyes like fire and ^Emhair past her shoulders As ^Cshiny black as Cumberland ^Amcoal You can ^Gsee her Sunday morning on the St Phillipe road Her ^Cmaman close behind like a^Em dragon 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 ^Gnight ^{F C F}

Now ^Ggranpa says it was better in his day The ^CMounties stayed away from the par^Gties And they ^Gdidn't mind a fight when the spirit got high You could ^Calways throw them out in the sn^Amow And the ^Grum was better and it came in bigger bottles And the ^Crevenue cutters were sl^Emow 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 ^Gnight ^{F C F}