G [320033]Cadd9 [032033]D/F# [200233]Em7 [022033] Capo 6G Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G 'Twas on one bright March mornin' I bid New Orleans adieuG D/F# Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# Cadd9 And I took the road to Jackson town, me fortune to renewEm7 Cadd9 G D/F# Em7 D/F# Cadd9 I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gainG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G Which filled me heart with longing for the lakes of PontchartrainG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sunG D/F# Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# Cadd9 I rode the road 'til evening and I laid me down againEm7 Cadd9 G D/F# Em7 D/F# Cadd9 All strangers there, no friends to me, 'til a dark girl towards me cameG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G And I fell in love with a Creole girl by the lakes of PontchartrainG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G I said, "My pretty Creole girl, me money here's no goodG D/F# Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# Cadd9 If it weren't for the alligators, I'd sleep out in the wood"Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# Em7 D/F# Cadd9 "You're welcome here, kind stranger, our house, it's very plainG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G But we never turn a stranger out from the lakes of Pontchartrain"G Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G She took me to her mammy's house and treated me right wellG D/F# Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# Cadd9 The hair upon her shoulders in jet-black ringlets fellEm7 Cadd9 G D/F# Em7 D/F# Cadd9 To try and paint her beauty, I'm sure 'twould be in vainG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G So handsome was my Creole girl by the lakes of PontchartrainG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G And I asked her if she'd marry me, she'd said it could never beG D/F# Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# Cadd9 For she had got another, and he was far at seaEm7 Cadd9 G D/F# Em7 D/F# Cadd9 She said that she would wait for him and true she would remainG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G 'Til he returned for his Creole girl by the lakes of PontchartrainG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G So fare thee well, me bonny own girl, I never will see no moreG D/F# Em7 Cadd9 G D/F# Cadd9 But I'll ne'er forget your kindness in the cottage by the shoreEm7 Cadd9 G D/F# Em7 D/F# Cadd9 And at each social gathering a flowing glass I'll raiseG Cadd9 D/F# Em7 Cadd9 D/F# G And I'll drink a health to me Creole girl and the lakes of Pontchartrain
The Lakes Of Pontchartrain
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