Lakes Of Pontchartrain
(专辑: The Time Has Come - 1983)
It was one fine 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 me heart with longing for the
lakes of Ponchartrain 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 my Creole girl by the
lakes of Ponchartrain I
said, "Me pretty Creole girl, me money here's no good If it weren't for the
alligators, I'd sleep out in the
wood" "You're welcome here, kind stranger, from such sad thoughts refrain For me Mammy welcomes strangers by the
lakes of Ponchartrain 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 and paint her beauty, I'm sure would be in vain So handsome was my Creole girl by the
lakes of Ponchartrain I
asked her if she'd marry me. She said that ne'er could be For she had 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 on the
lakes of Ponchartrain Its fare thee well, me Creole girl, I
never may see you more I'll neer forget your kindness in the
cottage by the
shore And at each social gathering, a
flowing bowl I'll drain And I'll drink a
health to my Creole girl by the
lakes of Ponchartrain