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1. It's of a bold young smuggler
   C
   From Fortune he did sail
   C
   He rode the waves from St. Pierre
   Dm
   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

   F
R: You can still see the sight
   C             F
   On a winter's night
   C           Dm
   Of his wake in the light of the moon
   C
   If the wind turns right
   Dm
   If you don't take fright
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   You can smell that French perfume

2. 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

R: You can still see the sight...

3. 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
   
4. 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

R: You can still see the sight... (2x)