Lou’siana's de same old state, 
Whar Massa us'd to dwell; 
He had a lubly cullud gal 
'Twas the Lou’siana Belle.

Chorus: 
Oh!  Belle don't you tell, don't tell Massa, don't you Belle, 
Oh!  Bell, de Lou'siana Belle, 
I's gwine to marry you Lou'siana Belle. 

I wen to de ball de udder night, 
I cut a mighty swell; 
I danc'd de Polka pigon-wing, 
Wid de Lou'siana Belle. 

Dere's Dandy Jim ob Caroline
I knows him by de swell, 
Trying to come it mighty fine, 
Wid de Loui'siana Belle. 

Dere's first de B and den de E, 
And den de double LL; 
A nodder E to the end ob day, 
Spells Lou'siana Belle.