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 à Lafontaine
Where we can live, if you marry me Une belle maison à Lafontaine Where we will live, you and me O-oh Louise... ma jolie Louise
Tous les matins au soleil I will work till work is done Tous les matins au soleil I did work till work is done And one day the foreman Said «Jean-Guy, we must let you go Et puis mon nom, why est pas bon At the mill any more O-oh Louise, I´m losing my head I´m losing my head
My kids are small, four and three Et la bouteille, she´s mon amie
I drink the rum till I can´t see It hides the shame Louise does not see The carousel turns in my head And I can´t hide, oh no no no no And the rage turns 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 soixante-trois The 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, o-o-o-oh And I remember the days And the promises that we made O-oh Louise, ma jolie Louise, ma jolie Louise