Great Big Sea - French Perfume lyrics

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It's of a bold young smuggler

From Fortune he did sail

He rode the waves from St. Pierre

And never saw the jail

He filled her up with contraband

Perfume, smokes and rum

He hoped the fog was thick enough

To make another run

You can still see the sight

On a winter's night

Of his wake in the light of the moon

If the wind turns right

If you don't take fright

You can smell that French perfume

But the Mountie boat was waiting

As he crawled near Mortier Bay

And when they hit the spotlight

It was like the light of day

He didn't bring her head round

When they told him to heave to

He opened up the engines

And he ran for Spanish Room

They said they heard him laughing

With the Mounties closing in

His engines screaming murder

And his face set in a grin

The seagulls started lifting

Like an angry banshee choir

He hit the rocks at 50 clicks

And the sky lit up with fire

It's of of a bold young smuggler

From Fortune he did sail

He rode the waves from St. Pierre

And he never saw the jail

And when it's cold and foggy

On the rocks near Spanish Room

They say you hear him laughing

And you smell that French perfume