Dis was de story of boy an'
Dat 's love each oder above de worl'But it 's not easy job for mak' l'amourW'en de girl she 's riche an' de boy he 's
All de sam' he don't worry an' she don't cry,
But wait for good chances come bimedy.
Young Marie Louise
Was leev wit' her meder la veuve
On fines' house on de w'ole
From Caribou reever to St.
For ole woamn 's boss on de grande moulin.
W'ere dere 's nice beeg dam, water all de
An'season t'roo runnin' jus' de sam'Wit' good leetle creek comin' off de
Was helpin' de reever for work de
So de grande moulin she is never still.
No wonder Denise she was hard to pleaseW'en de boy come sparkin' Marie
For affer de foreman Bazile is
De mill she 's bringin' t'ree dollar a
An' for makin' de monee, dat 's easy way.
An' de girl Marie,
O! she's tres jolie,
Jompin' aroun lak de summer
She 's never short plaintee t'ing to
An' mebbe she ketch leetle honey too,'Cos she 's jus' as sweet as de morning dew.
An' w'en she was dress on her Sunday bes'An' walk wit' her moder on seconde
Dere 's not'ing is bring de young man so fas'An' dey stan' on door of church en
So res' of de peop' dey can hardly pass.
An' she know musique, 'cos on Chris'mas weekW'en organ man on de church is sick(S'pose he got de grippe) dat girl she
Lak college professor, de pries' is
Till de place it was crowd nearly ev'ry day.
Ole le Curé Belair of St.
Pollinaire,
Dat 's parish ten mile noder side riviere,
If he 's not gettin' mad, it was funny t'ingW'en hees young man fly lak bird on de
Wit' nobody lef' behin' to sing.
An' nex' t'ing dey know it 's comin'
Dat mos' of de girl she got no beau,
An' of course dat's makin' de
For w'en de young feller he see
He see not'ing else on hees eye, sapree!
Mus' be somet'ing done sure as de gun,
It's all very well for de boy have
But dere 's noder t'ing too, must n't be forget,
Dere 's two fine parish dat 's all
An' mebbe de troub' is n't over yet.
So ev'ry wan say de only
Is gettin' young Marie Louise mariée,
Den dey have beeg meetin' on magasin,
W'ere he sit on de chair Aleck Sanschagrin,
An' dey 'point heem for go on de grande moulin.
But w'en Aleck come dere for arrange affaire,
Ole Madame Denise she was mak' heem
For jus' on de minute she see hees
She know right away all about de
An' she tole Bazile t'row heem off de place.
Now de young Bazile he was t'ink good
Of Marie Louise an' he 's ready for
Any feller come foolin' aroun' de
So he kick dat man till he 's feelin' sore,
An' Aleck he never got back no more.
If it 's true w'at dey say,
Joe
Was crazy to fight Irish man wan dayW'en he steal all de pork on hees dinner can,
Den it is n't so very hard onderstan'Bazile Latour mus' be darn smart man.
For nobody know de poor feller JoeW'en he 's come from de grande moulin below'Cept hees moder, dat's tole heem mak' prom- ise
Kip off on de mill, an' Bazile Latour,(But it 's long before doctor can mak' heem cure).
Den de ole Denise she was very please,
An' nex' day spik wit' Marie Louise,"Ma girl,
I got de right man for
If you can only jus' love heem true,
Bazile dat young feller,
I t'ink he 'll do.""Wall!
Moder he 's poor,
Bazile Latour,
But if you t'ink you will lak heem sureI 'll try an' feex it mese'f some
For you 've been de good moder wit' me alway"An' dat 's w'at Marie Louise she say.
So it 's comin' right affer all de fight,
An' de parish don't see de more finer
Dan w'en dey get marry on St.
GermainW'y de buggy she 's pilin' de w'ole
All de way from de church to de grande moulin.
