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Welcome to Silver Donald Cameron’s blog! Dr Cameron is the author of 19 books and of many plays, films, magazine articles, radio and TV scripts. He is currently the host and executive producer of TheGreeninterview.com and of its feature documentary, Green Rights: The Human Right to a Healthy World. In 2019, he was appointed the first Farley Mowat Chair in Environment at Cape Breton University, where he earlier served as professor, dean and writer-in-residence. He currently teaches an on-campus/online course called Green Rights.

Lloyd Bourinot’s Petit de Grat song

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I had hoped that someone would sing this yesterday at Lloyd's memorial service. Here are the words, from memory. I wonder if anyone has an "official" copy?

LLOYD BOURINOT'S PETIT DE GRAT SONG

The spring of 1961 I thought I'd go to sea,

With Sam Rideout, skipper of the old Red Diamond III,
Down the Strait of Canso till Green Island hove in sight,
We headed 'er in for Petit de Grat one dark and stormy night.

CHO:
We never fished the codfish, no, we never fished at all,
We spent our time in Petit de Grat, having ourselves a ball,
Chasin' after women*  while the ship was overhauled,
Livin' it up on 7-Up and St. Pierre alcohol.

Well, Cap'n Sam from Newfoundland and I was by the drag,
We was skinnin' codfish, we must have skinned a bag,
The skipper says, Now Lloyd, me son, now whatta we got to lose?
Let's throw the fish back in the sea and take a pleasure cruise.

CHO:
We never fished the codfish, no, we never fished at all,
We spent our time in Petit de Grat, having ourselves a ball,
Chasin' after women*  while the ship was overhauled,
Livin' it up on 7-Up and St. Pierre alcohol.

The fall of 1964 was gettin' kind of rough,
I was sick of warps and cod-ends and that sot of stuff
We sailed from Newfie to Bras d'Or and all along the coast,
And now me two feet's on the shore, and this I like the most.

CHO:
We never fished the codfish, no, we never fished at all,
We spent our time in Petit de Grat, having ourselves a ball,
Chasin' after women*  while the ship was overhauled,
Livin' it up on 7-Up and St. Pierre alcohol.

* Lloyd sang “chasin' after Frenchmen,” but I changed it to “women,” which appealed to me more. And I'm not sure of the dates, 1961, 1964 etc. But it's a fine, roistering song.