À la pêche aux moules
Martin Jacques
Mussels Fishing
Out fishing for mussels, mussels, mussels
I don't wanna go anymore, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
One Sunday, a beautiful morning
From Tourcoing to Perpignan
Everyone's singing happily
Clapping their hands
Out fishing for mussels, mussels, mussels
I don't wanna go anymore, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
This chorus comes from far away
Big thanks, Uncle Martin
Yeah, for discovering
These few lines for us
Out fishing for mussels, mussels, mussels
I don't wanna go anymore, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
On Sundays, on TV
We're waiting for you to appreciate
With your Little Reporter
We all laugh from the heart
Out fishing for mussels, mussels, mussels
I don't wanna go anymore, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
Alright, should we start again?
(Yep)
Watch out, 1, 2
Out fishing for mussels, mussels, mussels
I don't wanna go anymore, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
Out fishing for mussels, mussels, mussels
I don't wanna go anymore, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
Out fishing for mussels, mussels, mussels
I don't wanna go anymore, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
The folks from the city, city, city
Took my basket, mom
