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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
Whose mother comes and she 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,
That chills her daughter to the bone
She walks from work and cops the drugs and leaves
Her brother lay upon the bed
With busted teeth and broken head
He hears the phone and knows his brother’s dead
Thank you Louise
Mary Louise
Mother of two