Ma jolie, how do you do? My name is Jean-Guy Thibodeau 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 J'ai une maison à Lafontaine Where we can 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 where's done And one day the foreman Said Jean-Guy, we must let you go Et puis mon nom, y 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