SWEET LOUISE


Down the east side of Texas
There’s a ratty old shack named Joe’s
You’ll probably go blind if you drink their wine
The fast women like to dance real slow

The floor is dirt
The bar is burnt
The flies fly up in the air
But what makes Joe’s heaven on earth
Is Sweet Louise is always there

Sweet Louise
There is something about ya
Sweet Louise
I’m so glad that I found ya
Sweet Louise
You’re a gem in a coal mine
Sweet Louise
Won’t you say that you’ll be mine, yah –

Every man in the county
Dreams about our Sweet Louise
While every woman around here
Would like to have her brought to her knees

High class
White trash
With a low shirt and tight ass
A princess who likes to striptease
Man I ask you what is better than that
What is better than our Sweet Louise



© McGie/Lundquist