Louisa

Louisa, little Southern town The green hills wear their hazy crown In the evening I go walking as the summer sun goes down Louisa, I left everything For your green hills, for a wedding ring I'm a dreamer, I'm a foolish dreamer with a sad, sad song to sing O, Louisa What have you done? Now I'm a prisoner of my icy jealousy I shoulda never left my home up North for your warm Virginia breeze O, Louisa, you made a broken girl of me Louisa, full of Southern belles They'll smile bright and they'll wish you well But you can see it: they're hiding something What it is, you can't quite tell Louisa, he caught me in his snare With his sweet laugh and his golden hair But Louisa, his wandering eye–-this Northern girl could not compare To Louisa What have you done? Now I'm a prisoner of my icy jealousy I shoulda never left my home up North for your warm Virginia breeze O, Louisa, you made a broken girl of me And I'd go, you know I'd turn and head back homeward Back to my land of snow And I've tried, but he's the only one for me O, Louisa Louisa Louisa Louisa, O, Louisa What have you done to me? I shoulda never left my home up North for your warm Virginia breeze O Louisa, you made a broken girl of me O Louisa, Louisa, Louisa