She Was A Maritimer

[Verso 1]

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Oh we met her on a Friday night, down at the Tide and Boar. 
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A girl like her in Moncton, we had never seen before 
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She played an old Acadian tune, "Partons, la mer est belle" 
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But she was not a local girl, as far as we could tell 


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[Verso 2]

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And then we found her down in Halifax, busking on the pier 
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With tourists all around her, singing "Barrett's Privateers" 
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Then later at the pub she played the flute and beat the drum 
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And all the b'ys are wondering just-a where the heck she's from 



[Refrão]

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Oh, we thought she came from France or Spain or somewhere even grander 
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We thought she was an Irish girl, perhaps a Newfoundlander 
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But in the end the truth me friends was something so much finer 
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Yeah, the girl who stole my heart tonight, she was a Maritimer 


Interlude 
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[Verso 3]

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And now we're at O'Donaghue's upon the Miramichi 
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She played "The River Driver" and "Peter Emberley" 
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And later on she gave a little strum on my guitar 
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I asked her where she's from and she said oh not very far 



[Refrão]

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We thought she came from France or Spain or somewhere even grander 
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We thought she was an Irish girl, perhaps a Newfoundlander 
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But in the end the truth me friends was something so much finer 
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Yeah, the girl who stole my heart tonight, she was a Maritimer 


Instrumental 
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[Verso 4]

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And now we're down in Charlotte County, content as we can be 
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Drinking at the Herring in St. Andrews by-the-Sea 
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When all at once she walked right in and sat down on me knee 
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Now right here in the Maritimes is where I'll always be 



[Refrão]

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We thought she came from France or Spain or somewhere even grander 
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We thought she was an Irish girl, perhaps a Newfoundlander 
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But in the end the truth me friends was something so much finer 
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Yeah, the girl who stole my heart tonight, she was a Maritimer 
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The girl who stole my heart tonight, she was a Maritimer 


Outro 
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The girl who stole my heart tonight, she was a...   Maritimer 
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