Black Haired Quebecoise

D  A  D


[Verse 1]
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I was a worn out Yank with an 
empty tank, when I seen that sign 
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thru the snow
It was either the bar, or L'eglise 
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Saint-Ars, so I figured I had to go
So I walked on in, and I seen her 
grin , and I said " bonsoir ma 
G
belle"
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I bought her a drink and started to
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 think that, she might have a story
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 to tell


[Chorus]
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Oh, you Black Haired Quebecoise, let
 me be your beau Francois
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Ce soir, tonight, alright
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Oh, what you doing way up here, 
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way across la frontiere
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Ce soir, tonight, alright


[Verse 2]
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She said, " je  m'appelle 
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Bediduelle , je suis de Trois 
Riviere
Et tu es d'ou mon petit chou-chou?",
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 "Je connais pas mon cher..."

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My truck broke down eight miles from
 town,
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And my French, it ain't that good
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But I like your smile and its worth 
all the miles
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I spent haulin' that wood


[Chorus]
        A                         
Oh, you Black Haired Quebecoise, let
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 me be your beau Francois
   G       A       D
Ce soir, tonight, alright
    A                           D 
Oh, what you doing way up here, 
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way across la frontiere
   D      A       D
Ce soir, tonight, alright


[Verse 3]
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Well my heart was on my sleeve, I 
was about ready to leave
When this stranger , he walked thru 
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the door

He said " qu'est que tu fait avec ma
 fille"
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And my heart was lying on the floor

Well my wounds were licked, and the 
beer was kicked
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It was time to get over this, I 
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walked outside to bum me a ride
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She came up and gave me a kiss...


[Verse 4]
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Well I walked for miles, and that 
cold was wild
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But that kiss sure warmed my heart
It was just my luck, to get to my 
truck, and hear that old engine 
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start
I got up the road, to drop off my 
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load, feelin' easy and free
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Mix Quebecoise with my southern 
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drawl, oh well man  c'est la vie


[Chorus]
        A                        D
Oh, you Black Haired Quebecoise, let
 me be your beau Francois
   G     A        D
Ce soir, tonight, alright
    A                           D 
Oh, what you doing way up here, 
            G
way across la frontiere
   D     A        D
Ce soir, tonight, alright
G        D     A        D
Yeah, ce soir, tonight, alright