.Quand les bateaux sâmontraient lânez dans la baie
Du temps que John était rien quâun pâtit gars
Dâaprès les cris pis dâaprès la fumée
Lui vous disait: «Vient dâen haut, vient dâen bas»
Premier suâ lâquai la sâmaine comme le dimanche
Sans sâfaire prie.
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