Karaoké The Lakes of Pontchartrain The Tumbling Paddies

T'was on one bright

March morning

I bid New Orleans adieu

While I took the rode to Jackson town me fortune to renew

I cursed all foreign money no credit could I gain

Which filled me heart with longin' for the Lakes of

Pontchartain

I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun

And I rode the roads 'till evening and I laid me down again

All strangers her no friends to me 'till a dark girl towards me came

And I fell in love with a Creole girl from the Lakes of

Pontchartrain

I said me pretty

Creole girl me money here's no good

And if it weren't for the alligators

I'd sleep out in the wood

You're welcome here kind stranger our house it's very plain

And they never turn a stranger out at the Pines of

Pontchartrain

She took me in to her mummy's house and she treated me right well

And the hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell

To try and paint her beauty

I'm sure t'would be in vain

So handsome was my

Creole girl from the Lakes of

Pontchartrain

I asked her if she'd marry me she'd said this could never be

For she had got another and he was far at sea

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

'Till he returned to his

Creole girl from the Lakes of

Pontchartrain

So fair thee well me bonny o' girl

I never see you more

But I'll never forget your kindness and the cottage by the shore

And at each social gathering a flowin' glass I'll raise

And I drink a health to my Creole girl from the Lakes of

Pontchartrain

And I drink a health to me Creole girl from the Lakes of

Pontchartrain