“Mon Cher Voisin (My Dear Neighbor)”
French. My neighbor sent me to find a worn out old horse. Let's drink, sharpen our knives and skin it. He soothes the horse: no more demands will be made, no more pulling a master and his luggage.
The description is based on Alan Mills's translation in Creighton-Maritime. - BS
- cf. "Pawkie Paiterson's Auld Grey Yaud" (theme)
- cf. "Poor Old Horse (III)" (theme)
- Creighton-Maritime, p. 129, "Mon Cher Voisin" (1 text, 1 tune)
- BI, CrMa129