Louise

[Verse 1]
They all said Louise was not half bad
It was written on the walls and window shades
And how she'd act the little girl
A deceiver, don't believe her, that's her trade

[Verse 2]
Sometimes a bottle of perfume
Flowers and maybe some lace
Men brought Louise ten cent trinkets
The intentions were easily traced

[Bridge]
And everybody knew at times she cried
Ah, but women like Louise, well they get by

[Verse 3]
And everybody thought it kind of sad
When they found Louise in her room
They'd always put her down below their kind
Still, some cried when she died this afternoon

[Verse 4]
Louise rode home on the mail train
"Somewhere to the south," I heard them say
Too bad it ended so ugly
Too bad she had to go this way

[Outro]
Ah, but the wind is blowing cold tonight
Good night, Louise, good night