Текст песни Jane Siberry - Pontchartrain
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O it was one fine morningI bid New Orleans adieuAnd took the road to Jackson TownMy fortune to renewI cursed all foreign moneyNo credit could I gainWhich had my heart a-longingFor the Lakes of PontchartrainI stowed aboard a railroad carBeneath the morning sunAnd I rode the rails `til eventide`Til I finally lay me downNo stranger would befriend me`Til a dark girl toward me cameAnd I fell in love with a Creole girlOn the Lakes of PontchartrainI said `My bonnie Creole lass,My money `tis no goodAnd if it weren`t for the alligatorsI`d sleep here in the wood.``You`re welcome here kind strangerOur house is very plainBut we never turn a stranger outOn the Lakes of Pontchartrain.`She took me into her mama`s houseAnd she treated me right wellThe hair upon her shouldersIn jet black ringlets fellTo try to paint her beauty`Twould surely be in vainSo handsome was my Creole lassOn the Lakes of PontchartrainI asked her if she`d marry me,She said that ne`er could beFor she had a loverWho was far away at seaShe said that she would wait for himAnd true she would remain`Til he returned to his Creole lassOn the Lakes of PontchartrainSo fare thee well, my Creole lass,I`ll ne`er see you no moreAnd I`ll ne`er forget your kindnessIn the cottage by the shoreAnd at each social gatheringA flowing bowl I`ll drainI`ll raise a glass to my Creole lassOn the Lakes of PontchartrainI`ll raise a glass to my bonnie lassOn the Lakes of Pontchartrain