Archived posting to the Leica Users Group, 2007/10/21
[Author Prev] [Author Next] [Thread Prev] [Thread Next] [Author Index] [Topic Index] [Home] [Search]If you work your way down, and Ric his way up, all off the west coast could become pleasantly French ;-) Philippe Op 21-okt-07, om 18:03 heeft Michael Eric Berube het volgende geschreven: > Ric Carter wrote: >> I suppose Southern culture is more "French" in its thinking, if >> that's what you mean;^) > Have you never been to northern New England mill town? > :) > Quebecois and the Acadian (those who weren't exported to the Gulf > Coast to become 'Cajuns') built these states during the Industrial > Revolution and many of our families never left. > Schooner Fare wrote a great tune about it... > >> QUEBECOIS >> Tom Rowe (Schooner Fare) >> ? 1993 >> >> My name is Levesque, I'm a son of Quebec, >> I'm a farmer and a Frenchman by birth. >> I am used to hard work and the sun on my neck >> And I raised what I could from the earth. >> But now I'm a weaver in some rich man's mill, >> Making blankets to earn a week's pay; >> And it's six days a week, dawn to dark, in this hell, >> But I'm goin' back home come someday. >> >> I'm Giselle Corriveau and I'm joining my beau >> In the spring when the log drive is through. >> He's a woodsman you know, and I do love him so, >> And for him there's not much I won't do. >> So I sweat all day long in this shoe factory >> To put a few dollars away >> To save toward a farm in our own country, >> 'Cause we're goin' back home come someday. >> >> It is work, it is family, it's church, it is God, >> (C'est le travail, c'est la famille, c'est l'Eglise, c'est Dieu) >> It is why we came here to this land, >> To make a new life and be what we are-- >> The proud and the strong Quebecois, >> The proud and the strong Quebecois. >> >> I'm Gerard Fournier and I cut wood all day. >> In the spring I am taking a wife. >> We'll go back to the land, it's our forefathers' way, >> To nurture the earth is our life. >> And on Saturday nights we will dance and we'll sing, >> Raise a glass to our family and friends, >> And it's Sunday to church and the solace it brings, >> And on Monday we'll start once again. >> >> Oh, we are the folk who quietly toil, >> In this new land of hope we have found >> In the woods, on the sea, in the hard, rocky soil, >> In the factories that clutter the towns. >> And we raised up cathedrals to the glory of God, >> They were built of our blood and our tears. >> And we made it through hard times and hunger and flood, >> And we'll be here for thousands of years. > > carpe lumen, > Michael Eric Berube > -J'adore cette terre ... C'est tourjours dans ma pensee et dans mon > esprit. C'est dans mon sang. > > > > _______________________________________________ > Leica Users Group. > See http://leica-users.org/mailman/listinfo/lug for more information >