[00:17.418]It's of a bold young smuggler
[00:19.390]From Fortune he did sail
[00:21.352]He rode the waves from St. Pierre
[00:23.031]And never saw the jail
[00:25.283]He filled her up with contraband
[00:27.245]Perfume, smokes and rum
[00:29.205]He hoped the fog was thick enough
[00:30.891]To make another run
[00:33.703]You can still see the sight
[00:35.674]On a winter's night
[00:37.640]Of his wake in the light of the moon
[00:41.571]If the wind turns right
[00:43.538]If you don't take fright
[00:45.499]You can smell that French perfume
[00:53.082]But the Mountie boat was waiting
[00:55.328]As he crawled up Fordger Bay
[00:57.298]And when they hit the spotlight
[00:58.981]It was like the light of day
[01:01.230]He didn't bring her head round
[01:03.190]When they told him to heave to
[01:05.162]He opened up the engines
[01:06.845]And he ran for Spanish Room
[01:09.653]You can still see the sight
[01:11.616]On a winter's night
[01:13.579]Of his wake in the light of the moon
[01:17.513]If the wind turns right
[01:19.203]If you don't take fright
[01:21.448]You can smell that French perfume
[01:29.305]They said they heard him laughing
[01:31.265]With the Mounties closing in
[01:33.227]His engines screaming murder
[01:34.913]And his face set in a grin
[01:37.154]The seagulls started lifting
[01:38.836]Like an angry banshee choir
[01:41.369]He hit the rocks at fifty clicks
[01:43.062]And the sky lit up with fire
[02:02.456]It's of a bold young smuggler
[02:04.420]From Fortune, he did sail
[02:06.386]He rode the waves from St. Pierre
[02:08.635]And he never saw the jail
[02:10.320]And when it's cold and foggy
[02:12.007]On the rocks near Spanish Room
[02:14.253]They say you hear him laughing
[02:15.944]And you smell that French perfume
[02:17.913]You can still see the sight
[02:19.882]On a winter's night
[02:21.844]Of his wake in the light of the moon
[02:25.505]If the wind turns right
[02:27.472]If you don't take fright
[02:29.474]You can smell that French perfume
[02:33.401]You can still see the sight
[02:35.365]On a winter's night
[02:37.331]Of his wake in the light of the moon
[02:41.259]If the wind turns right
[02:43.221]If you don't take fright
[02:45.191]You can smell that French perfume
[02:48.891]You can smell that French perfume