Christy Moore – Lakes Of Pontchartrain (Guitar)

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It was one fine March morning I bid New Orleans adieu

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And I took the road to Jackson town, my fortune to renew

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I cursed all foreign mo-ney, no credit could I gain

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til I fell in love with the Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain

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She took me into her Mama's house, and treated me right well

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The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell

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To try and paint her beauty, I know it would be in vain

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So handsome was my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain

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I asked her if she'd marry me, She said that ne'er could be

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For she had got a lo-ver and he was far at sea

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She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain

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Till he'd return to his Creole girl on the lakes of Ponchartrain

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Fare thee well, me Creole girl, I never will see you more

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I won't forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore

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And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I'll drain

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And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain