Assis de la fenêtre de ma chambre,
Je te regarde t'en aller,
Aussi loin que je peux, moi je veux ma chérie.
T'après t'en aller, t'en aller et m' quitter,M'quitter moi tout seul dans tout(e) la misère.J'croyais pas quand j' te disais go,Pour toi t'en aller, t'en aller pour toujours.Dis-moi don(c) ma chère qu'il faudra j' t'abandonne,T'après t'en aller, t'en aller pour toujours.Ta chère petite main qui m'pressait la mienneEn me disant "goodbye, goodbye" pour toujours.La parole tu m'as dit qui me cassé mon cœur,Qui me cassé mon cœur en mille morceaux.J'aurais jamais voulu entendre c'te parole,La parole tu m'as dit "En m'disant goodbye"."Goodbye ma chère, goodbye pour toujours",T'après t'en aller, t'en aller pour toujours.La mort c'est dur, mais, t'abandonner c'est bien plus,Mais, ouais, ma chère, c'est parti pour nous.J'aimerais mieux dix pieds de terre sur moi,Plutôt que de t'abandonner,Et voir aujourd'hui t'après t'en aller.T'en aller ma chère, t'en aller pour toujours,Quitté moi tout seul dans tout le chagrin.Comment don(c) ma chère j' pourrais t'oublier,Ta chère p'tite figure que j' vois là où j' vas.Tes chères p'tites joues roses et tes chèr p'tits yeux bleus,Me r'ssemble que je vois tout le temps devant moi.Quand j' ferme mes yeux, me semble j' te vois,Tes chers p'tits yeux bleus, qui me regardent dans la mort.
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| Blind Uncle Gaspard |
His name was Gaspard, but I can't remember his other name any more. I've forgotten the name of the place where he lived, but it was in Avoyelles parish, over there in the north, somewhere around Bunkie. He sang for his wife; she had blue eyes. Vaillonne, he called her, vaillonne!According to musician Michael Doucet, Blind Uncle Gaspard lived between Ville Platte and Eunice. Marc Savoy, accordionist of Eunice, says that Blind Uncle Gaspard was a carpenter and traveled in the armed forces, stationed at Camp Claiborne between Alexandria and Forest Hill during WWII. He was not completely blind and could see a little. At the end of his life he lived in Mamou, Louisiana.1
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| Crowley Daily Signal Feb 22, 1929 |
Sitting by the bedroom window,I watch you go away,As far as I can, I want my baby.You are going, going away and leaving me,Left me alone in total misery.I did not believe, when I told you "Go!",That you'd go away, you'd go away forever.Tell me, my dear, that I've abandoned you,You've gone, you've gone forever.Your dear little hand, which has pressed against mine,Which is telling me "Goodbye, goodbye", forever.The words you have said that broke my heart,Which broke my heart into a thousand pieces.I never wanted to hear the words you said,The words you said, "I'm saying goodbye"."Goodbye, my dear, goodbye, forever",You went away, went away forever.Death is hard, but giving up is worse,Well yeah, my dear, it's gone for us.I would rather have ten feet of earth on me,Rather than abandon you,And see, today, you've gone away.You went away, my dear, went away forever,Left me alone in all this grief.How then, my dear, can I forget you,Your dear little face that I see wherever I go,Your dear little rosy cheeks and your dear little blue eyes,Seems to me that I see them all the time, in front of me.When I close my eyes, I think I see you,Your dear little blue eyes, watching me die.
- http://media.smithsonianfolkways.org/liner_notes/folkways/FW02625.pdf
Find:
John Bertrand / Blind Uncle Gaspard / Delma Lachney Early American Cajun Music (Yazoo, 1999)
Aimer Et Perdre: To Love & To Lose Songs, 1917-1934 (Tompkins Square, 2012)
Blind Uncle Gaspard, Delma Lachney – On The Waters Edge (Mississippi, 2014)
