G   F   C   F

      G
Uncle Emile's been gone now nearly ten days
         C                        G
Told his wife he be goin' for the fishing
                                     Em
But in the waters off St. Pierre and Miquelon Isles
    C                         Am
The fishes come in bottles of gold
       G
If the Anne-Marie don't break and the Mounties stayin' blind
         C                       Em
He'll be back before the moon is rising
       C                   G
With a very fine catch all safe in the hold
       C                 G
Thirty cases of Trinidad light
    C       D7       G       F    C    F
For Acadian Saturday night

    G
Now Emmeline Comeau works the general store
   C                            G
My Papa says she's good for the custom's
                           Em
She got eyes like fire and hair past her shoulders
   C                         Am
As shiny black as Cumberland coal
        G
You can see her Sunday morning on the St Phillipe road
    C                        Em
Her maman close behind like a dragon
        C                          G
But her mama doesn't know what she does behind the hall
C                           G
Away from the music and the light
   C       D7       G
On Acadian Saturday night

         D             C                G
And it's oh, don't the fiddles make you roll
     C                           Em
Your heart she will pound like a hammer
          D        B7          Em           C
There's a fat lady beating her piano like a drum
                              G
And everybody's higher than a kite
   C       D7       G        F    C    F
On Acadian Saturday night


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G   F   C   F


    G
Now granpa says it was better in his day
    C                                G
The Mounties stayed away from the parties
         G
And they didn't mind a fight when the spirit got high
          C                              Am
You could always throw them out in the snow
        G
And the rum was better and it came in bigger bottles
        C                      Em
And the revenue cutters were slow
           C                  G
Still, the old Anne-Marie has wings on the water
            C                     G
And there's nothing like Trinidad light
    C       D7       G
For Acadian Saturday night


         D             C                G
And it's oh, don't the fiddles make you roll
     C                           Em
Your heart she will pound like a hammer
          D        B7          Em           C
There's a fat lady beating her piano like a drum
                              G
And everybody's higher than a kite
         D             C                G
And it's oh, don't the fiddles make you roll
     C                           Em
Your heart she will pound like a hammer
          D        B7          Em           C
There's a fat lady beating her piano like a drum
                              G
And everybody's higher than a kite
   C       D7       G        F    C    F
On Acadian Saturday night