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O mealman white, give me your daughter, / Oh, give her to me, your sweet Suzon!
O mealman dear, you can do no better, / For I have a chateau at Malmaison.
Black charcoalman, you shall not have her / She shall not marry you, my Suzon -- / A bag of meal, and a sack of carbon!
Non, non, non, non, non, non, non, non
Go look at your face, my fanfaron, / For my daughter and you would be night and day.
Non, non, non, non, non, non, non, non, / Not for your chateau at Malmaison; / Non, non, non, non, non, non, non, non, / You shall not marry her, my Suzon.