Bon Soirée

Stormy weather come and get me
First you gonna have to catch me
I was laid up in Schenectady
But I'll be bedding down on rue Sainte-Catherine

Driving blind though the ice and snow
Had no particular place to go
Hey mister do you speak my language
I was kinda hoping you'd say no

Ooh la le en oui
It's been comin' after me
Ooh la le en oui
Bon soirée mon ami

Spent two nights on the hotel floor
Ain't never been that cold before
Got my car struck in the snow
But it's ok, I had no particular place to go

Walked around and I made some friends
But I couldn't tell y'all everything
And I'd sure love to tell you why
By God I'd hate to make y'all grown folk cry

Ooh la le en oui
It's been comin' after me
Ooh la le en oui
Bon soirée mon ami

Headed southwest through Ontario
Had no particular place still to go
I was not quite yet headed home
But in my mind the deed was done

There's no one waiting there for me
I do believe I'll make my sortie
And I'd sure love to tell you why
By God I'd hate to make y'all grown folk cry

Ooh la le en oui
It's been comin' after me
Ooh la le en oui
Bon soirée mon ami



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Writer(s): Daniel Coughlin
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