Chords for Daniel Lanois - Acadie (Unreleased)
Tempo:
104.55 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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From a window on the floor of St.
cells are blowing over the valley
it's no surprise to us, les gentils gens
British have come now for Arcadie
no, no, Francine, don't cry
your eyes, for I must go
fought them on the Jeunet d'Almont-Caen
From a window on the floor of St.
cells are blowing over the valley
it's no surprise to us, les gentils gens
British have come now for Arcadie
no, no, Francine, don't cry
your eyes, for I must go
fought them on the Jeunet d'Almont-Caen
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_ _ _ _ From _ a window on the floor of St.
Lennart
_ Many cells are blowing over the valley
_ And it's no surprise to us, les gentils gens
That the British have come now for Arcadie
Oh, no, no, Francine, don't cry
Dry your eyes, for I must go
_ And we fought them on the Jeunet d'Almont-Caen
As they climbed up to the plains of Abraham
[A] Where are you, Francine?
My eyes are blinded by [E] the smoke, the powder and the dust
Where [A] are you, _ Francine?
Our lives are shattered by the [E] rush of the Redcoats' forward thrust
With _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ the guns they pounded the blue sky to black
_ And the farmers fought with us with blade in hand
When a bullet hit my calf in the back
_ We had lost our leader and strength of command
[A] Oh, [E]
no, no, Francine, don't cry
Dry your eyes, for you must go
_ On a ship that sails away to a new land
I'll soon be with you, Louisiana
_ In [A] the dust I lay with no feeling in my [E] face
_ And _ _ [A] my friend is looking very hurt there in the [E] dirt
With a bloodied soldier's shirt _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Oh, no, no, Francine, don't cry
Dry your eyes, for you are now
Far away from the land of Acadie
_ In Louisiana, where we will be free _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ From _ a window on the floor of St.
Lennart
_ Many cells are blowing over the valley
_ And it's no surprise to us, les gentils gens
That the British have come now for Arcadie
Oh, no, no, Francine, don't cry
Dry your eyes, for I must go
_ And we fought them on the Jeunet d'Almont-Caen
As they climbed up to the plains of Abraham
[A] Where are you, Francine?
My eyes are blinded by [E] the smoke, the powder and the dust
Where [A] are you, _ Francine?
Our lives are shattered by the [E] rush of the Redcoats' forward thrust
With _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ the guns they pounded the blue sky to black
_ And the farmers fought with us with blade in hand
When a bullet hit my calf in the back
_ We had lost our leader and strength of command
[A] Oh, [E]
no, no, Francine, don't cry
Dry your eyes, for you must go
_ On a ship that sails away to a new land
I'll soon be with you, Louisiana
_ In [A] the dust I lay with no feeling in my [E] face
_ And _ _ [A] my friend is looking very hurt there in the [E] dirt
With a bloodied soldier's shirt _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ Oh, no, no, Francine, don't cry
Dry your eyes, for you are now
Far away from the land of Acadie
_ In Louisiana, where we will be free _ _ _
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