Everyone when she was young,

they said she was the pretty one

She's pretty now, just watch her as she goes

Waiting for the bus to come,

she holds the hands of someone young

Who's mother comes and sees her and she smiles

Thank you Louise, Mary Louise, mother of three

Waiting in the check out line,

the supermarket Christmas time

She helps someone who doesn't have the change

Takes a dollar from her purse,

she pays and doesn't say a word

And winks and grins, and Merry Christmas friend

Thank you Louise, Mary Louise, mother of three

In Baltimore the freezing cold,

it chills her daughter to the bone

She walks from work and

cops the drugs and leaves

Her brother lay upon the bed

He hears the phone and knows his brother's dead

Thank you Louise, Mary Louise, mother of two