| Song | Louise |
| Artist | Linda Ronstadt |
| Album | Silk Purse |
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| Lyrics:Paul Siebel Music:Paul Siebel | |
| Well they all said Louise was not half bad | |
| It was written on the walls and window shades | |
| And how she'd act a little girl | |
| A deceiver, don't believe her, that's her trade | |
| Sometimes a bottle of perfume | |
| Flowers and maybe some lace | |
| Men brought Louise ten cent trinkets | |
| Their intentions were easily traced | |
| Yes and everybody knew at times she cried | |
| Ah but women like Louise well they get by | |
| Yes and everybody thought it kinda sad | |
| When they found Louise in her room | |
| They'd always put her down below their kind | |
| Still some cried when she died this afternoon | |
| Louise rode home on the mail train | |
| Somewhere to the south I heard her say | |
| Too bad it ended so ugly | |
| Too bad she had to go this way | |
| Ah but the wind is blowing cold tonight | |
| Well goodnight Louise goodnight |
| Lyrics: Paul Siebel Music: Paul Siebel | |
| Well they all said Louise was not half bad | |
| It was written on the walls and window shades | |
| And how she' d act a little girl | |
| A deceiver, don' t believe her, that' s her trade | |
| Sometimes a bottle of perfume | |
| Flowers and maybe some lace | |
| Men brought Louise ten cent trinkets | |
| Their intentions were easily traced | |
| Yes and everybody knew at times she cried | |
| Ah but women like Louise well they get by | |
| Yes and everybody thought it kinda sad | |
| When they found Louise in her room | |
| They' d always put her down below their kind | |
| Still some cried when she died this afternoon | |
| Louise rode home on the mail train | |
| Somewhere to the south I heard her say | |
| Too bad it ended so ugly | |
| Too bad she had to go this way | |
| Ah but the wind is blowing cold tonight | |
| Well goodnight Louise goodnight |
| Lyrics: Paul Siebel Music: Paul Siebel | |
| Well they all said Louise was not half bad | |
| It was written on the walls and window shades | |
| And how she' d act a little girl | |
| A deceiver, don' t believe her, that' s her trade | |
| Sometimes a bottle of perfume | |
| Flowers and maybe some lace | |
| Men brought Louise ten cent trinkets | |
| Their intentions were easily traced | |
| Yes and everybody knew at times she cried | |
| Ah but women like Louise well they get by | |
| Yes and everybody thought it kinda sad | |
| When they found Louise in her room | |
| They' d always put her down below their kind | |
| Still some cried when she died this afternoon | |
| Louise rode home on the mail train | |
| Somewhere to the south I heard her say | |
| Too bad it ended so ugly | |
| Too bad she had to go this way | |
| Ah but the wind is blowing cold tonight | |
| Well goodnight Louise goodnight |