"Tu m'as laissé tout seul,
Ça fait pas mal longtemps
J'm'ennuie à mourrir
Pis j'crie "Reviens t'en!
Toutes les nuits, tous les jours
J'sait vraiment pu quoi faire
Rien que de boire ma bouteille
Faire mes prières"

Transl:
"You left me all alone
Pretty long ago
I'm lonely, I could die
I scream "Come back!"

Every day, every night
I don't know what to do
Just drink my bottle, say my prayers"

That, along with the line "Les vielles anglaises lautre bord de la rue aiment pas mon chien mais ca fait rien y les aime pas lui non plus" (The old english ladies across the street don't like my dog but I don't care, he doesn't like them either!) came to life under the pen of poet Gerald Leblanc and the music of band 1755.

Both of those are landmarks in acadian culture in their own right. In the 1970s, 1755 formed at the (itself newly formed) université de Moncton. They took the fiddles and folk songs of traditional Acadie and blended it with the rock n roll they heard on radio and tv.

They were the first wave of acadian modernity; distinctively acadian, yet obviously influenced by popular culture, their stories happened in cities rather than on coastal fishing villages, embraced chiac instead of standard french...a bit like I blend acadian stories, slang, places with the satire and art my own generation grew up watching on TV (Simpsons, South Park, Family Guy, King of the Hill...)

Gerald Leblanc passed away in 2005 and The band dissolved in the 1980s but made a come back in 1994 when they recorded a live album (the soundtrack of my teenage years!), a few times since and are playing this year again in Moncton.