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Jacques Clemens non Papa
(c.1510 - c.1555)
Une fillette bien gorrière
(S.A.T.T. (or A.T.T.B.))
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Pub. Paris, 1540. A chanson usually ascribed to Clemens non Papa, but credited in one early source to Janequin. This edition is offered at original pitch for S.A.T.T. or transposed down a fifth for A.T.T.B.
Lyrics: Anon
Une fillette bien gorrière
Tout auprès d'une rivière
Embrassa un vert vétu*
La troussa dru & me nu.
Ils ouirent quelqu'un crier
Qui disait, "Que feras tu?".
Ils ne sont pas tous
Sur les arbres, les coucous.
This well nasty bint
Donned the green gown*
Right by the river there;
I boffed her hard, with me in the buff.
Someone was heard to shout,
"What are you up to?".
Not everything that's cuckoo
Sits in a tree!
*Dress stains resulting from fornication upon damp grass. An idiom common to both English and French folksong; not to be confused with Monica Lewinsky's blue dress.
Une fillette bien gorrière
Tout auprès d'une rivière
Embrassa un vert vétu*
La troussa dru & me nu.
Ils ouirent quelqu'un crier
Qui disait, "Que feras tu?".
Ils ne sont pas tous
Sur les arbres, les coucous.
This well nasty bint
Donned the green gown*
Right by the river there;
I boffed her hard, with me in the buff.
Someone was heard to shout,
"What are you up to?".
Not everything that's cuckoo
Sits in a tree!
*Dress stains resulting from fornication upon damp grass. An idiom common to both English and French folksong; not to be confused with Monica Lewinsky's blue dress.