Jacques Lamure Lyrics - The Gay Parade - Of Montreal

Jacques Lamure is a 

volunteer fireman 

He longs to give his life 

Saving a nice old man and his wife 

When their house is 

filled with flames 

Earning him honor and fame 

Jacques Lamure is a foreman 

at a clock factory 

He wishes he were boss 

So he could fire that scoundrel William Moss 

Who always puts him down 

When Megan Blanchard is around 

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He told himself last year 

that when springtime was here 

He would suddenly appear at Meg's door 

He'd rent a mariachi band and respectfully demand 

His dear Meg to take his hand 

And to be his forever more 

But of course he didn't dare 

and pretended not to care 

About the insult or the loss 

When he found out she'd married William Moss 

Jacques Lamure goes to see a show 

every other Friday night 

He likes the westerns best 

He'd rather be a sheriff with a gold star on his chest 

Than that weird guy who never says a word 

And when spoken to pretends he hadn't heard 

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He realized one day that he didn't have to stay 

That he could move as far away as planes could fly 

He chuckled as he mused 

About the people who had rused him 

And how shocked and confused that they would be 

When he says goodbye and never turns around 

Never returns to that miserable town 

Then as weeks passed he soon did find 

This move had greatly improved his state of mind