La Belle from Quebec

Ma Belle, Ma Belle, Ma Belle from Old Quebec

Ma Belle, Ma Belle I haven’t found her yet


I took a vacation in La Belle Province

Found me a sweetheart and I asked her to dance

We were smiling and swaying to the fiddler’s reel

But I don’t think Ma Belle ever knew how I feel


We were dancing a two-step in Riviere du Loup

When I whispered so softly Ma Belle I love you

She said “’scusez moi, I don’t quite understand’

And after the dance then she let go my hand


I guess I might know why she’d treat me the same

I loved her and lost without knowing her name

I searched from Rimouski to Riviere Ouelle

But I never did find her my sweetheart Ma Belle

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