Well I got a little gal called Cincinnati Lou
I don’t know nothing that she can’t do
She can drink more beer than a 2-ton truck can haul
She’s the belle of the ball Cincinnati Lou
She’s got a way of rolling them eyes
Makes me think of paradise
I don’t mean heaven just a plain old pair of dice
She can roll ’em nice Cincinnati Lou
She can make a rooster crow for days
Make grandpa throw his cane away
She can make an ant eat a great big bale of hay
She’s just that way Cincinnati Lou
Well I got a little gal called Cincinnati Lou
I don’t know nothing that she can’t do
She can drink more beer than a 2-ton truck can haul
Shе’s the belle of thе ball Cincinnati Lou
When Lou walks by they holler oh my oh
She put the “O” in Ohio
She put the “sin” in Cincinnati too
I’m a telling you Cincinnati Lou
North or south, east or west
You’ve been around you’ve seen the rest
You’re gonna say Cincinnati Lou’s the best
I must confess Cincinnati Lou
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Hank Thompson Lyrics – Cincinnati Lou