2 acessos
D A D [Verse 1] D A I was a worn out Yank with an empty tank, when I seen that sign thru the snow D It was either the bar, or L'eglise Saint-Ars, so I figured I had to go G So I walked on in, and I seen her grin , and I said " bonsoir ma belle" D A D I bought her a drink and started to think that, she might have a story to tell [Chorus] A D Oh, you Black Haired Quebecoise, let me be your beau Francois G A D Ce soir, tonight, alright A D G Oh, what you doing way up here, way across la frontiere D A D Ce soir, tonight, alright [Verse 2] D A She said, " je m'appelle Bediduelle , je suis de Trois Riviere D Et tu es d'ou mon petit chou-chou?", "Je connais pas mon cher..." My truck broke down eight miles from town, G And my French, it ain't that good D But I like your smile and its worth all the miles A D I spent haulin' that wood [Chorus] A D Oh, you Black Haired Quebecoise, let me be your beau Francois G A D Ce soir, tonight, alright A D G Oh, what you doing way up here, way across la frontiere D A D Ce soir, tonight, alright [Verse 3] D Well my heart was on my sleeve, I was about ready to leave A When this stranger , he walked thru the door He said " qu'est que tu fait avec ma fille" D And my heart was lying on the floor Well my wounds were licked, and the beer was kicked G D It was time to get over this, I walked outside to bum me a ride A D She came up and gave me a kiss... [Verse 4] D Well I walked for miles, and that cold was wild A But that kiss sure warmed my heart D It was just my luck, to get to my truck, and hear that old engine start G I got up the road, to drop off my load, feelin' easy and free D A D Mix Quebecoise with my southern 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 G Oh, what you doing way up here, way across la frontiere D A D Ce soir, tonight, alright G D A D Yeah, ce soir, tonight, alright