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The Be Good Tanyas
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Lakes Of Pontchartrain
Lyricist:Jolie Holland
It was on one fine March morning when I bid New Orleans adieu And I was on the road to Jackson town, my fortunes to renew I cursed small foreign money, no credit could I gain Which filled my heart with longin' for the Lakes of Pontchartrain
I sat on board a railway car beneath the morning sun And I rode the rails 'til evening and I laid me down again All strangers here, no friends to me 'til a dark girl towards me came And I fell in love with a Creole girl on the Lakes of Pontchartrain
I said, 'My pretty Creole girl, my money here's no good If it weren't for the alligators I would sleep out in the woods You're welcome here, kind stranger, our house is very plain But we never turn a stranger out on the Lakes of Pontchartrain
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com She took me onto her mama's house and treated me quite well Her hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell To try to paint her beauty, I'm sure would be in vain So handsome was my Creole girl on the Lakes of Pontchartrain
I asked her would she marry me, now she'd said it never would be For she had got another and he was off at sea She said that she would wait for him and faithful she'd remain And wait up for her sailor on the Lakes of Pontchartrain
So fare you well, my bonny old girl, I may never see you no more I won't forget your kindness in that cottage by the shore And at every social gathering a golden glass I'll drink And I'll drink all health to the Creole girl on the Lakes of Pontchartrain
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