Текст песни simpson martin - Lakes Of Pontchartrain, слова песни simpson martin

Текст песни simpson martin - Lakes Of Pontchartrain

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The Lakes of Pontchartrain by Harvey Reid(as sung by Martin Simpson )Through streams and bogs and under bush, I made my weary way,Though windfalls thick and devil`s floods, my aching feet did stray.Until at last by evening start, on higher ground I gained,And there I met with a Creole girl, by the Lakes of Pontchartrain.Good evening to you Creole girl, my money is no good,Although I fear the `gaitors, well I must defend the wood.You are welcome here kind stranger, my house is very plain,But we never turn a stranger out, by the Lakes of Pontchartrain.She took me to her mammy`s house, and she treated me right well,The hair around her shoulders, in them jet black ringlets fell.I`d try to describe her beauty, but I find the words in vain,So beautiful that Creole girl, by the Lakes of Pontchartrain.Well I asked if she`d marry me, she said that could not be,Because she loved a sailor, and he`s far away at sea.She said that she would marry him, and true she would remain,Even through he never did comeback, to the Lakes of Pontchartrain.So farewell farwell you Creole girl, I`ll ne`er see you no more,I`ll ne`er forget your kindness, in the cottage by the shore.And at each social gathering, a flowing glass I`d drain,And I drink a health to the Creole girl, by the Lakes of Pontchartrain.

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