Louise, Louise - John Lee Hooker

Louise, you the sweetest gal I know

Louise, you the sweetest gal I know

Yeah, you made me walk from Chicago, baby

Down to the Gulf of Mexico

Now, look a-here, Louise

Now, what you tryin' to do?

You tryin' to make me love you

And you love some other man too

Whoa Louise, baby that will never do

Yeah, you know you can’t love Big Bill, baby

And love some other man too

Louise, I believe

Somebody been fishin' in my pond

They been catchin' all my perches

Grinding up the bone

Whoa Louise, baby why don’t you hurry home?

Yeah you know, you know, Louise

I ain’t had no lovin', not since you been gone

Louise, you know you got ways

Like a rattlesnake and a squirrel

Now, when you start the lovin'

I declare, it’s out of this world

Whoa Louise, baby, why don’t you hurry home?

Yes, I ain’t had no lovin' baby

Not since my Louise been gone

Louise, the big boat’s up the river

Now she’s on a bag of sand

Now she don’t strike deep water

I declare she’ll never land

Whoa Louise, baby why don’t you hurry home?

Yeah you know, you know Louise

I ain’t had no lovin', not since you been gone