Dm
It's of a bold young smuggler
C
From Fortune he did sail
C
He rode the waves from St. Pierre
Dm
And never saw the jail
Dm
He filled her up with contraband
C
Perfume, smokes and rum
C
He hoped the fog was thick enough
Dm
To make another run
Chorus:
F
You can still see the sight
C F
On a winter's night
C Dm
Of his wake in the light of the moon
C
If the wind turns right
Dm
If you don't take fright
F C Dm
You can smell that French perfume
Dm
But the Mountie boat was waiting
C
As he crawled near Mortier Bay
C
And when they hit the spotlight
Dm
It was like the light of day
Dm
He didn't bring her head round
C
When they told him to heave to
C
He opened up the engines
Dm
And he ran for Spanish Room
Chorus
Dm
They said they heard him laughing
C
With the Mounties closing in
C
His engines screaming murder
Dm
And his face set in a grin
Dm
The seagulls started lifting
C
Like an angry banshee choir
C
He hit the rocks at 50 clicks
Dm
And the sky lit up with fire
Dm
It's of of a bold young smuggler
C
From Fortune he did sail
C
He rode the waves from St. Pierre
Dm
And he never saw the jail
Dm
And when it's cold and foggy
C
On the rocks near Spanish Room
C
They say you hear him laughing
Dm*
And you smell that French perfume
Chorus (2x)
Enjoy!
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