paroles de chanson Blue Mountain Lake - Pete Seeger

Come all you bold fellers, where'er you may be
Come set down a-while and listen to me
The truth I will tell you without a mistake
Of the rackets we had about Blue Mountain Lake
Derry, down, down, down, derry down

There's the Sullivan brothers and Big Jimmy Lou
Old Mose Gilbert and Dandy Pat too
As fine lot of fellers as ever you seen
And we all worked for Griffith on township nineteen
Derry, down, down, down, derry, down

Bill Mitchell, you know, he kept our shanty
And as mean a damn man as you ever did see
He'd lay round the shanty from morning till night
And, if a man said a word, he was ready to fight
Derry, down, down, down, derry down
Derry, down, down, down, derry down

One morning 'fore daylight Jim Lou, he got mad
Knocked hell out of Mitchell and the boys was all glad
His wife, she just stood there, and, the truth I will tell
She was tickled to death to see Mitchell catch hell
Derry, down, down, down, derry down
Derry, down, down, down, derry down

Old Griffith he stood here, the crabby old Drake
And a hand in the racket, we thought he would ake
But a couple of the boys come and took him away
"Becripes," said old Griffith, "I've nothing to say"
Derry, down, down, down, derry down
Derry, down, down, down, derry down

You can talk of your fashions and styles to be seen
But there's none like Nellie the cook of nineteen
She's short, thick and stout, without a mistake
And we all call her Nellie, the belle of Long Lake
Derry, down, down, down, derry down
Derry, down, down, down, derry down

Well, my song's about over, adieu to you all
Christmas is coming and I'm going to Glens Falls
And, when I get there, I'll go out on a spree
"Cause when I get drunk, boys, the devil's in me
Derry, down, down, down, derry down
Derry, down, down, down, derry down