Jolie Louise

Ma jolie, how do you do?

Mon nom est Jean-Guy Thibault-Leroux

I come from east of Gatineau

My name is Jean-Guy, ma jolieJ'ai une maison a Lafontaine

Where we can live, if you marry me

Une belle maison a Lafontaine

Where we will live, you and me

Oh Louise, ma jolie LouiseTous les matins au soleil

I will work 'til work is done

Tous les matins au soleil

I did work 'til work was doneAnd one day, the foreman said

"Jean-Guy, we must let you go"

Et pis mon nom, y est pas bon

At the mill anymore

Oh Louise, I'm losing my head, I'm losing my headMy kids are small, 4 and 3

Et la bouteille, she's mon ami

I drink the rum 'tilI I can't see

It hides the shame, Louise does not seeCarousel turns in my head

And I can't hide, oh no, no, no, no

And the rage turned in my head

And Louise, I struck her down, down on the ground

I'm losing my mind, I'm losing my mindEn Septembre '63

Kids are gone, and so is Louise

Ontario, they did go

Near la ville de TorontoNow my tears, they roll down

Tous les jours

And I remember the days

And the promises that we made

Oh Louise, ma jolie Louise, ma jolie Louise