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***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 jolie
J'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 Louise
Tous les matins au soleil
I will work 'til work is done
Tous les matins au soleil
I did work 'til work was done
And 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 head
My 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 see
Carousel 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 mind
En Septembre '63
kids are gone, and so is Louise.
Ontario, they did go
near la ville de Toronto
Now 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.
***English Translation
Gorgeous, how do you do?
My name is Jean-Guy Thibault-Leroux
I come from east of Gatineau
My name is Jean-Guy, my beautiful
I've got a house in Lafontaine
where we can live, if you marry me
A beatiful house in Lafontaine
where we will live, you and me
Oh Louise, my beautiful Louise
Every sunny morning
I will work 'til work is done
Every sunny morning
I did work 'til work was done
And one day, the foreman said
"Jean-Guy, we must let you go"
And then my name, it's not good there
at the mill anymore...
Oh Louise, I'm losing my head,
I'm losing my head
My kids are small, 4 and 3
and the bottle is my friend
I drink the rum 'til I can't see
It hides the shame Louise does not see
Carousel 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 mind
In September '63
kids are gone, and so is Louise.
Ontario, they did go
near the city of Toronto
Now my tears, they roll down,
every day
And I remember the days,
and the promises that we made
Oh Louise, my beautiful Louise, my beautiful Louise.