Louise

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They said that Louise was not all bad,
[F]It was written on the [G7]walls and window [C]shades,
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And though she'd act the little girl,
[F]A deceiver don't [G7]believe her that's her [C]trade.
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       Sometimes a bottle perfume,
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       Flowers and maybe some lace,
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       Men brought Louise ten-cent trinkets,
Their inten[F7]tions were easily [G7]traced.
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And every body knew at times she cried,
[F7]Ah but women like [G7]Louise well they get [C]by.

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And every- body thought it kind of sad,
when they [F]found Louis[G7]e in her [C]room,
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They'd always put her down below their kind,
Still some [F7]cried when she [G7]died that after[C]noon.
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       Louise rode home on the mail train,
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      Some where to the South I heard them say,
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      Too bad it ended so ugly,
Too [F7]bad she had to go this [G7]way.
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And the wind is blowing cold tonight,
[F7]So good night Loui[G7]se, good[C]night.