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