Louise - John Hammond

Oh Louise, yes you’re the sweetest girl I know

Don’t you know now Louise, you are the sweetest girl that I know

You made me run from Chicago

Oh, to the Gulf of Mexico

Now you know Louise

She’s like a rolling stone

Every time she leave a man

He has to grieve alone

Oh Louise, why don’t you hurry home?

You know, I never had no good loving

Oh Louise, since you’ve been gone

Got a girl called Mamie

Treat me nice and kind

I don’t care what she do

Because Louise is on my mind

Louise ain’t so good looking

And her hair ain’t red

But she cooks my breakfast

And I bring it to my bed

Oh Louise, why don’t you hurry home?

Oh Louise, why don’t you hurry home?

You made me run from Chicago

Oh, to the Gulf of Mexico