Jolie louise [English translation]

My pretty, how do you do?

My name is Jean-Guy Thibault-Leroux

I come from East of Gatineau

My name is Jean-Guy, My pretty

I've got a house à Lafontaine

Where we can live, if you marry me

A beautiful house at Lafontaine

Where we will live, you and me

O-oh Louise... My pretty Louise

Every morning in the sun

I will work till work is done

Every morning in the sun

I did work till work is done

And one day the foreman

Said «Jean-Guy, we must let you go

And then my name, why is not good

At the mill any more

O-oh Louise, I'm losing my head

I'm losing my head

My kids are small, four and three

And the bottle, she's my girlfriend

I drink the rum till I can't see

It hides the shame Louise does not see

The carousel turns in my head

And I can't hide, oh no no no no

And the rage turns in my head

And Louise, I struck her down

Down on the ground... I'm losing my mind

I'm losing my mind