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On the plains of Abraham, the army toasted with brandy (bis)
At the bottom of the cliff, the English took rifles (bis)
They had prepared © the sneak attack (bis)
And when a great cannon shot came to tear the night (bis)
Montcalm mounted his horse, his faculties weakened!
The The battle had just begun
The French were way too packed
They ate a beating
The English marched on Quebec
That, my friends, was the worst failure
Our nation in the hands of the Red Necks
If Montcalm had not been drunk
If The army hadn't taken a hit
The English were striking their Waterloo
Québec is all about drinking
There's money to be made with drunks
They opened the Molson brewery!
The patriots are revolted
The English regime must fall
They took out their arrow belts
br/>The patriots were united
To achieve victory
We will have to stop drinking!
Snot on the nose and gritted teeth
There we go well tempted to rebel
But as usual everything was messed up
Our patriots weren't idiots
But the English were too numerous
Fa' that they returned home!
And then there was October 70
We talked a lot about the Felquists
There was even a goalkeeper and a minister
The government seemed stupid
But it lasted for a season
They lost everything in prison
Since then we have is crushed
We spend our time in front of the TV
playing dart on the video
Bring the bottles back to the convenience store
Do it quickly, it closes at eleven o'clock
You will put the beers in the cooler!

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