I come from the flat mountain sec'
I am Ida de la douceur
Joli in the noirceur
I can sing la bagesse OH''YES SIR,

My father has the big gross muscles
Very fort et tout sa, sa donne
I am petite like mama
Je tasure qui  en na dandans
I can fight her like a son a bagonne.

Me manage lots of feves au lard
Lots of pea soup, and lots of griads
But I rest flat like un harang not fat
But never mind tout meme
I am some pitore.

I've got un cavalier pr chez-nous
With un big chapeau de castor
TI-PIT ' my sweetheart
Is very bien smart
Mais il es beau like un big Lougarou!

He comes for me every soir !
To promene me sa belle noir !
Des peanuts a plain sac
Dans son veiux FORD qui crack
We go right through the champs '
De PATATOS.
 

this i don't know where it come from. it sem that I am the only one excEPT
MY SISTER iRENE  I  think hat  she  forgot mostly all the words . I sang tht
sng in plays at school when I  was 13 years old. and there was a young man
who came  to se the play his name TI- PIT, since then I sing it ofte even at
festeval.  The people like i. it will be on tape you can't mis it It has ben
snd o jeff mckeen , lots of people ha it but i don't know about the internt
well the song really belong to me . hop to like it.
FROM IDA ROY
SEND  TO rhea cote robbin , th15 2000

This dream of my mother, that I had last summer,

I remember like it was only yesterday,

She was wearing a long ankle grey dress,

Her dress was very straight,

She seemed like she was living in a convent,

she was waiting for me, like that she knew that I was going there.

The way it happened..... I got in a truck with Sylvio,

he was driving so bad,

The truck started to go backward, then foreword,

I didn't like the way he was driving, I was scared, I wanted to get off.

With the truck, he came to a ramp, it had green rug,

there was a railing on one side, so we would not fall down below,

He left the truck somewhere, I don't know where.

And we didn't see the truck after that,

and then we were both on foot, not talking to each other,

We were heading in the same direction.

The ramp was joined to a big building, it looked like it was a convent.

After the ramp there was a stair, but we didn't go very far.

At the foot of the stair, my mother was waiting for me and Sylvio.

She looked like that she was living there,

At the foot of the stair, she looked at me like she was living there,

I wasn't looking for anything, I just happened to be there.

Then I said to my mother, I wanted to go back with Sylvio,

I turned and he wasn't there anymore.

As I was looking down below the ramp and the stair,

I saw an animal at that time, it looked like it was a big lion or a bear.

I know if I would have talked to it, they would have come running after me.

Just then my mother came toward me and passed me and she was running so
fast,

she looked at me and wasn't talking, it looked like she wanted to

tell me, follow me! She didn't lose time, she was running so fast.

I started to run too, on the ramp behind her, but she was far ahead of me,

like she didn't want me too cling to her.

A tunnel was joined at the ram, I was scared and also

my mother seemed to be scared, it was dark at the end of the tunnel,

I could see a clearing at the end, she ran outside and brought me to a

lighted green field,

There was Sylvio, Brenda and my sister Irene,

They were picking strawberries.

Just as I turned tell my mother, THANK YOU,

She was gone back in the tunnel.

I woke up, but I felt so happy that I saw my mother one more time,

there in my bed, remembering my dream, it felt good to see her just

like I was awake..
 
 

"Now I heard many of stories about going in a tunnel, people

say that when a person comes near death we go in a tunnel,

and then if we come out of it, they say it means

that we are not ready. We come back!"

Composed by Ida Bourgoin Roy in 1998