Martin Guerre movie - Sleeping on our Own lyrics
rate me<br>
Ernestine<br>
Faithful to the last<br>
Celestine<br>
Life can be unfair<br>
Hortense<br>
Seven years have passed<br>
We've seen the last of Martin Guerre<br>
Ernestine<br>
Mother's none too chuffed<br>
Told her not to wait<br>
Hortense<br>
Desperate for an heir<br>
Ernestine<br>
They'll find Bertrande another mate<br>
(Guillaume sits down next to Bertrande. She leaves immediately. <br>
He sits for a moment, then gets up and leaves.)<br>
Celestine<br>
There's Guillaume the farmhand, guards her like his own<br>
Hortense<br>
Starting like a hawk<br>
Ernestine<br>
Crikey, you can talk<br>
Celestine<br>
Poor Bertrande, she's sleeping on our own....<br>
(they sit down where Bertrande and Guillaume were sitting)<br>
Just like us...<br>
Hortense<br>
And all the better for it....<br>
Ernestine<br>
Too true, too true...<br>
Celestine<br>
Jacques was a devil with his dibber<br>
Ernestine<br>
Oh, my Georges...he had the hugest...feet<br>
Hortense<br>
Claude made his own rope!<br>
Celestine<br>
Jacques always used to snore, just like a wild boar<br>
A-snuffling and a-wheezing<br>
Ernestine<br>
My Georges, I guarantee<br>
He'd get up to pee seven times a night!<br>
Hortense<br>
Claude always stole the sheet<br>
Hooked it with his feet<br>
Mine in turn were freezing<br>
Ernestine<br>
They went and popped their clogs<br>
Hortense<br>
Now we sleep like logs!<br>
Celestine<br>
I sleep with the dogs!<br>
Ernestine & Hortense<br>
No!<br>
Celestine<br>
Yes, but just in winter...<br>
Nights, sleeping on our own...<br>
Hortense<br>
Years, sleeping on our own<br>
Ernestine<br>
Still, we mustn't moan!<br>
All Three<br>
No<br>
Hortense<br>
He'd graze me with his chin<br>
Celestine<br>
He'd kick me in the shin<br>
Ernestine<br>
And mine would sweat profusely<br>
Celestine<br>
Jacques mutter when he dreamed<br>
Ernestine<br>
Muttered? My man screamed<br>
Heard for miles around<br>
Hortense<br>
Claude, when he got quite bored, bound me with a cord<br>
Celestine and Ernestine<br>
No<br>
Hortense<br>
Yes, but only loosely<br>
Celestine<br>
We're sleeping on our own<br>
Hortense<br>
One bed and a crone!<br>
Ernestine<br>
Dogs without a bone!<br>
All Three<br>
We're sleeping on our own, without a chaperone, who's sleeping up in heaven<br>
Celestine<br>
Soon we'll be just the same<br>
Hortense<br>
Some forgotten name<br>
Ernestine<br>
Carved upon a stone<br>
All Three<br>
Then, we can live our lives<br>
Lost and lonely wives<br>
Sleeping on our own<br>
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