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Paul Brady - The Lakes of Pentchartrain lyrics
'Twas on one bright March morning I bid New Orleans adieu And I took the road to Jackson town My fortune to renew I cursed all foreign money No credit could I gain Which filled my heart with longing for The Lakes of Pontchartrain I stepped on board of a railroad car Beneath the morning sun I rode the rods till evening And I laid me down again All strangers there, no friends to me Till a dark girl towards me came And I fell in love with a Creole girl By the Lakes of Pontchartrain I said: My pretty Creole girl My money here's no good And if weren't for the alligators I'd sleep out in the wood You're welcome here kind stranger Our house is very plain And we never turned a stranger out On the Banks of Pontchartrain She took me into her Mammy's house And treated me right well The hair upon her shoulders In jet-black ringlets fell To try to paint her beauty I'm sure 'twould be in vain So handsome was my Creole girl By the Lakes of Pontchartrain I asked her if she'd marry me She said this could never be For she has got a lover And he was far at sea She said that she would wait for him And true she would remain Till he'd return to his Creole girl By the Lakes of Pontchartrain So fare thee well my bonny own girl I never may see you more But I'll ne'er forget your kindness In the cottage by the shore And at each social gathering A flowing glass I'll drain And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl By the Lakes of Pontchartrain |
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