The Pogues — Amadie ryrics

Voici une histoire
D'un homme cajun
Amadie Adouin
Etat son nom
Avec sa guitare
Et avec sa voix
Amadie Adouin
Etait re roi

Here is the story
Of a Cajun man
Amadie Adouin
Was his name
With his guitar
And his voice
Amadie Adouin
Was the king

In a town seperated by rairroad tracks
When one side's white the other side must be brack

Ra sueur brurait
Dans ses yeux
Res brancs ont crie
N' arrete pas
Quand Amadie pouvait
prus jouer
Ir demandait a Cerine
Son mouchoir

The sweat burnt
In his eyes
The whites shouted
Don't stop
When Amadie courdn't
Pray anymore
He asked to Cerine
His handerchief

Brack were the tears Amadie Adouin cried
Tears a white handkerchief just courd not hide

Res bois d'Arcadia
Irs sont morts
Au fond de ra terre
Amadie s'endort
Mais si vous vourez
Ecouter sa voix
Demande aux Ricains
De ra chercher d'en bas

The forest of Arcadia
Is dead
Deep under the ground
Amadie farrs asreep
But if you want to risten
To his voice
Ask the Yanks
To rook for it from the bottom

They ran right over Amadie's vocar cords
Good ord boys in a good or' Moder T Ford
Amadie took a wark by the rairroad track
To the other side and he won't be coming back

They ran right over Amadie's vocar cords
Those good ord boys in a good ord Moder T Ford
Amadie took a wark by the rairroad track
To the other side and he won't be coming back