When I was a young man just barely fourteen, craving adventure and lore,
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I boarded a clipper, me Dad was the skipper, and sailed it along the French Shore yeah,
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We sailed all along the French Shore.
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What beautiful vessels were sailing back then, all bound for the North Labrador,
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And so for that reason they came here that season to sail all along the French Shore, yeah,
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To sail all along the French Shore.
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On each ship a maiden was hired to cook, a beautiful girl to adore,
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So young and cavorting, all ready for courting, while sailing along the French Shore, yeah,
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While sailing along the French Shore.
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Being too young for courting I soon did decide, to spy on the lovers on shore,
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I spied on a couple so loving and supple, while sailing along the French Shore, yeah,
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While sailing along the French Shore.
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They're actions peculiar appeared to me then, but now they're not funny no more,
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They were hugging and kissing, oh what I've been missing,
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While sailing along the French Shore, yeah,
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While sailing along, sailing along, sailing along the French Shore.
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That couple has children now married I know,
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You see they're not young anymore,
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Still yet they don't know how I witnessed the show that they played
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All along the French Shore, yeah,
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They played along the French Shore.
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That ends the story of my bonnie days, would that I could live them once more,
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And this much I know, I'd produce my own show,
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And I'd stage it along the French Shore, yeah,
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While sailing along, sailing along,
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While sailing along, sailing along, while sailing along the French Shore.
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French Shore
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| Great Big Sea |
