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| | | Eb | | | s'en allait | tout simplemen |
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| | | Bb | F | | | | Routier pauvre et | chantant |
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| | | Bb | Eb | | | | En tous chemins, en t | ous lieux, |
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| | | F | Bb | | | il ne | parle que du bon | Dieu |
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| Bb | | Il ne parle que du bon Dieu |
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| Cm | | A l'e poque ou | Jean-sans-Terre |
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| Bb | | de' Angleterre | etait Roi |
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| Cm | | Dominique, notre Pere, |
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| Eb | F | | com | battit les Albigeois | |
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| | | Bb | | | D | ominique, nique, nique |
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| | | Eb | | | s'en allait tout si | mplemen |
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| | | Bb | F | | | Routier pa | uvre et chantant | |
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| | | Bb | Eb | | | | En tous chemins, en t | ous lieux, |
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| | | F | Bb | | | il ne parl | e que du bon Dieu | |
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| Bb | | Ni chameau, ni diligence |
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| Cm | Bb | | il pa | rcout l'Europe a pied | |
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| Cm | | Scandinavie ou Prove | nce |
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| Eb | F | | dans la sainte | pauvrete | |
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| Bb | | Enflamma de toute écoles |
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| Cm | Bb | | filles | et garcons pleins | d'ardeur |
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| Cm | | Et pour seme | r la Parole |
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| Eb | F | | inventa les F | reres-Preche | urs |
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| Bb | | Chez Dominique et Ses Frères |
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| Cm | Bb | | le pain s | 'en vint a manqu | er |
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| Cm | | Et deux anges se presen | terent |
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| Eb | F | | portant de grands | pains dores | |
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| Cm | Bb | | les prech | eurs du monde | entier |
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| Cm | | Sous le ma | nteau de la Vierge |
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| Eb | F | | en grand nombre r | assembles | |
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| Bb | | Dominique, mon bon Père, |
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| Cm | Bb | | garde-nous simpl | es et gais | |
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| Cm | | Pour annoncer a nos | freres |
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And sings a little song, Never asking for reward |
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He just talks about the Lord, He just talks about the Lord |
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At a time when Johnny Lackland Over England was the King |
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Dominique was in the backland Fighting sin like anything |
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And sings a little song ... |
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Now a heretic, one day Among the thorns forced him to crawl |
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Dominique with just one prayer Made him hear the good Lord's call |
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And sings a little song ... |
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Without horse or fancy wagon He crossed Europe up and down |
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Poverty was his companion As he walked from town to town |
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And sings a little song ... |
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To bring back the straying liars And the lost sheep to the fold |
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He brought forth the Preaching FriarsHeaven's soldier's, brave and bold |
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One day, in the budding Order There was nothing left to eat |
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Suddenly two angels walked in With a loaf of bread and meat |
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And sings a little song ... |
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Dominique once, in his slumber Saw the Virgin's coat unfurled |
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Over Frairs without number Preaching all around the world |
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Grant us now, oh Dominique The grace of love and simple mirth |
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That we all may help to quicken Godly life and truth on earth |
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And sings a little song ... |
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