There's nothing so strange
As us taking these chances
I miss the way that your eyes
When you're sneaking glances

Halfway to Lexington
We'll fly by poor houses and
Take a midnight stop to parish hotels
Just to ask which way south is

Hey, Louise, it ain't worth all this misery
'Cause I know the world don't want to see
And only the wind can dry these tears
So move on, move on with me
Hey, Louise

I snuck up to your room o
One cold, Sunday morning
Begging you to leave with me
I kept my engine running

There was nothing I wanted more
Than to have you company
And I can still see you standing
At that door watching me leave

And one good thing I got
When I left that time was
That your face was the last thing
I saw as I pulled out

Hey, Louise, it ain't worth all this misery
'Cause I know the world don't want to see
And only the wind can dry these tears
So move on, move on with me
Hey, Louise

Hey, Louise, it ain't worth all this misery
'Cause I know the world don't want to see
And only the wind can dry these tears
So move on, move on with me
Hey, Louise

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): ADAM J. RUBENSTEIN, DAVID V. MOORE