Great Big Sea - French Perfume Text

Songtext zu French Perfume

It's of a bold young smuggler, from Fortune he did sail
He rode the waves from St. Pierre, he never saw the jail
He filled her up with contraband perfume, smokes, and rum
He hoped the fog was thick enough to make another run

You can still see the sight
On a winter's night
Of his wake, in the light of the moon
If the wind turns right
And you don't take fright
You can smell that French perfume

But the Mountie boat was waiting as he crawled up Fordger Bay

And when they hit the spotlight, it was like the light of day
He didn't bring her head round, when they told him to heave to
He opened up the engines and he ran for Spanish Room

You can still see the sight
On a winter's night
Of his wake, in the light of the moon
If the wind turns right
And you don't take fright
You can smell that French perfume

They said they heard him laughing with the Mounties closing in
His engines screaming murder and his face set in a grin
The seagulls started lifting like an angry banshee choir
He hit the rocks at fifty klicks and the sky lit up with fire

It's of a bold young smuggler, from Fortune he did sail
He rode the waves from St. Pierre, he never saw the jail
And when it's cold and foggy on the rocks near Spanish Room
They say you hear him laughing and you smell that French perfume

You can still see the sight
On a winter's night
Of his wake, in the light of the moon
If the wind turns right
And you don't take fright
You can smell that French perfume

You can still see the sight
On a winter's night
Of his wake, in the light of the moon
If the wind turns right
And you don't take fright
You can smell that French perfume
You can smell that French perfume

Great Big Sea - French Perfume Songtext

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