Brassens Georges
Miscellaneous
La Mauvaise Herbe
Words and music: Georges Brassens
(c) 1954 EDITIONS RAY VENTURA rights transferred
to WARNER CHAPPELL MUSIC FRANCE
1 When the day of glory arrived
Like all the others were exhausted
I alone knew the dishonor
Of not being died on the field of honor
I am one of the weeds, good people
Brave people
It is not me that they are ruminating on
And it is not me that we lay wreaths
Death mowed down the other good people
Brave people
And gave me grace
It's immoral and that's how it is
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And I wonder why the hell
Do you mind that I 'live a little.
And I wonder why, God
Does it bother you that I live a little.
2 Everybody's girl has a good heart
She gives me haphazardly
The little bits of her skin well hidden
That the others haven't touched
I'm from there good people people
Good people
She gives herself to me
It's immoral and it's like that
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And I wonder why, God
Does it bother you that someone likes me a little.
And I wonder why Good God
It bothers you that people love me a little.
3 Men are made, we are told
To live in groups like sheep
I live alone and it's not tomorrow
That I will follow their right path
I'm one of the weeds, good people
Brave people
It's not me who 'we're ruminating
And it's not me who's being put into sheaves
I'm weed, good people
Brave people
I grow freely
In poorly frequented gardens
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And I wonder why, God
It bothers you that I live a little.
And I wonder why, God
It bothers you that I live a little.

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