Louise کے بول

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