Zachary Richard
No French, No More

My Papa was a hard working mand,
Held a plow inside a caloused hand.
Up before the sun out on theland.
Try to give us everything he can.

He sent us off to school when a teacher came,
He said, “My boy try hard, do the best you can.”
But the teacher we could not understand
Because she only talked “Am?ricain”.

Papa couldn't tell us and it didn't make no sense
When the teacher told us we couldn't talk no French no more.

Things were changing fast it Louisiane,
Cajun can't talk English feel ashamed.
But nowadays, it's getting so you can't
Tell the Cajuns from Am?rcains.

Papa couldn't tell us and it didn't make no sense
When the teacher told us we couldn't talk no French no more.
Do you hear me calling, do you understand?
Once it is gone, it ain't never coming back no more.

I got me a job just like my Papa planned,
I wear a suit and dirt never touch my hand,
But I still see the look in my Papa's eyes,
The pain and the shame that he just could not hide.

Papa couldn't tell us and it didn't make no sense
When the teacher told us we couldn't talk no French no more.
Do you hear me calling, do you understand?
Once it is gone, it ain't never coming back no more.
H?, mon cher gar?on,
Est-ce que tu me comprends?


Mirror lyrics:

Est-ce que tu me comprends?
H?, mon cher gar?on,
Once it is gone, it ain't never coming back no more.
Do you hear me calling, do you understand?
When the teacher told us we couldn't talk no French no more.
Papa couldn't tell us and it didn't make no sense

The pain and the shame that he just could not hide.
But I still see the look in my Papa's eyes,
I wear a suit and dirt never touch my hand,
I got me a job just like my Papa planned,

Once it is gone, it ain't never coming back no more.
Do you hear me calling, do you understand?
When the teacher told us we couldn't talk no French no more.
Papa couldn't tell us and it didn't make no sense

Tell the Cajuns from Am?rcains.
But nowadays, it's getting so you can't
Cajun can't talk English feel ashamed.
Things were changing fast it Louisiane,

When the teacher told us we couldn't talk no French no more.
Papa couldn't tell us and it didn't make no sense

Because she only talked “Am?ricain”.
But the teacher we could not understand
He said, “My boy try hard, do the best you can.”
He sent us off to school when a teacher came,

Try to give us everything he can.
Up before the sun out on theland.
Held a plow inside a caloused hand.
My Papa was a hard working mand,


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