The Lakes of Ponchartrain Lyrics
| Song | The Lakes of Ponchartrain |
| Artist | Andy M. Stewart |
| Album | Man in the Moon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Traditional | |
| Being 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 Ponchartrain | |
| I stepped on board of a railroad car | |
| Beneath the morning sun | |
| And I rode the rods till evening | |
| And laid me down again | |
| No friend to me, all strangers | |
| Till a dark girl towards me came | |
| And I fell in love with a Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Ponchartrain | |
| I said, "My pretty Creole girl | |
| My 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 | |
| Our house is very plain | |
| But we never turned a stranger out | |
| On the banks of Pontchartrain" | |
| She took me to her mammy's house | |
| And treated me right well | |
| The hair upon her shoulders | |
| in long dark ringlets fell | |
| To try to paint her beauty | |
| I'm sure would be in vain | |
| So handsome was my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain | |
| I asked her if she'd marry me | |
| Oh no, that could never be | |
| For she had got a lover | |
| and he was far at sea | |
| And she vowed that she would wait for him | |
| And true she would remain | |
| So constant was my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain | |
| So fare-thee-well, my bonnie young girl | |
| I never will 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 drink | |
| And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain |
| zuo ci : Traditional | |
| Being 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 Ponchartrain | |
| I stepped on board of a railroad car | |
| Beneath the morning sun | |
| And I rode the rods till evening | |
| And laid me down again | |
| No friend to me, all strangers | |
| Till a dark girl towards me came | |
| And I fell in love with a Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Ponchartrain | |
| I said, " My pretty Creole girl | |
| My 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 | |
| Our house is very plain | |
| But we never turned a stranger out | |
| On the banks of Pontchartrain" | |
| She took me to her mammy' s house | |
| And treated me right well | |
| The hair upon her shoulders | |
| in long dark ringlets fell | |
| To try to paint her beauty | |
| I' m sure would be in vain | |
| So handsome was my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain | |
| I asked her if she' d marry me | |
| Oh no, that could never be | |
| For she had got a lover | |
| and he was far at sea | |
| And she vowed that she would wait for him | |
| And true she would remain | |
| So constant was my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain | |
| So faretheewell, my bonnie young girl | |
| I never will 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 drink | |
| And I' ll drink a health to my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| Being 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 Ponchartrain | |
| I stepped on board of a railroad car | |
| Beneath the morning sun | |
| And I rode the rods till evening | |
| And laid me down again | |
| No friend to me, all strangers | |
| Till a dark girl towards me came | |
| And I fell in love with a Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Ponchartrain | |
| I said, " My pretty Creole girl | |
| My 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 | |
| Our house is very plain | |
| But we never turned a stranger out | |
| On the banks of Pontchartrain" | |
| She took me to her mammy' s house | |
| And treated me right well | |
| The hair upon her shoulders | |
| in long dark ringlets fell | |
| To try to paint her beauty | |
| I' m sure would be in vain | |
| So handsome was my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain | |
| I asked her if she' d marry me | |
| Oh no, that could never be | |
| For she had got a lover | |
| and he was far at sea | |
| And she vowed that she would wait for him | |
| And true she would remain | |
| So constant was my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain | |
| So faretheewell, my bonnie young girl | |
| I never will 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 drink | |
| And I' ll drink a health to my Creole girl | |
| By the lakes of Pontchartrain |
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