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Amadie lyrics
Voici une histoire d'un homme cajun
Amadie Adouin etat son nom
Avec sa guitare et avec sa voix
Amadie Adouin etait le roi
In a town separated by railroad tracks
When one side's white the other side must be black
La sueur brulait dans ses yeux
Les blancs ont crie n' arrete pas
Quand Amadie pouvait plus jouer
Il demandait a Celine son mouchoir
Black were the tears Amadie Adouin cried
Tears a white handkerchief just could not hide
Au fond de la terre Amadie s'endort
Mais si vous voulez ecouter sa voix
Demande aux Ricains de la chercher d'en bas
They ran right over Amadie's vocal cords
Good old boys in a good ol' Model T Ford
Amadie took a walk by the railroad track
To the other side and he won't be coming back
They ran right over Amadie's vocal cords
Those good old boys in a good old Model T Ford
Amadie took a walk by the railroad track
To the other side and he won't be coming back
Voici une histoire d'un homme cajun
Amadie Adouin etat son nom
Avec sa guitare et avec sa voix
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