LOUISE

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LOUISE
Paul Seibel the author of “Louise” describes the song this way “Everyone always asks did
you know anyone (like) “Louise?” God, no!” responded Siebel emphatically. “But there
were these truck-stop places in the mid-South and in my army career in which hookers
worked from. It was something that a lot of the literature in those days didn’t talk about,
you know. Burroughs didn’t mention it, but it was quite prevalent. You’d see these greasy
spoon truck stops with a motel or hotel arrangement kind of thing and women would be
working out of there, and that’s, I guess, where that all came from, but there was no one
specifically in mind.”
Well they all said Louise was not half bad
It was written on the walls and window shades
And how she’d act the 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
But women like Louise they get by
Well everybody thought it kind of 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
Lousie rode home on the mail train
Somewhere to the south I heard it said
Too bad it ended so ugly,
Too bad she had to go this way
Ah but the wind is blowing cold tonight
So good night Louise, good night