DADA/EmA7D It was one fine March morning, I bid New
Orleans adieu,
DABmA/DG And I took the road to Jackson town, my
fortune to renew.
DABmA/DG I cursed all foreign money, no credit could
I gain,
DADA/EmA7D Which filled my heart with longing for the
Lakes of Pontchartrain.
DADA/EmA7D I stepped on board a railroad car, beneath
the morning sun,
DABmA/DG And I rode the rods till evening and I laid
me down again.
DABmA/DG No stranger would befriend me, till a dark
girl towards me came,
DADA/EmA7D And I fell in love with the Creole girl,
by the Lakes of Pontchartrain.
DADA/EmA7D I said “My bonny Creole lass, my money
here’s no good”,
DABmA/DG If it weren’t for the alligators, I’d sleep
here in the wood.
DABmA/DG “You’re welcome here, kind stranger, from
such sad thoughts refrain,
DADA/EmA7D For me Mammy welcomes strangers, by the
shores of Pontchartrain.”
DADA/EmA7D She took me into her Mammy’s house, and
she treated me right well,
DABmA/DG Her hair upon her shoulders, in jet-black
ringlets fell.
DABmA/DG To try to paint her beauty, I’m sure t’would
be in vain,
DADA/EmA7D So handsome was my Creole girl, by the
Lakes of Pontchartrain.
DADA/EmA7D I asked her if she’d marry me, she said
that ne’er could be,
DABmA/DG For she had got a lover, and he was far at
sea.
DABmA/DG She said that she would wait for him, and
true she would remain,
DADA/EmA7D Till he’d return to his Creole girl, on
the Lakes of Pontchartrain.
DADA/EmA7D It’s fare thee well my Creole girl, I
never may see you more,
DABmA/DG I’ll ne’er forget your kindness in the
cottage by the shore.
DABmA/DG And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl
I’ll drain,
DADA/EmA7D And I’ll drink a health to my Creole girl,
by the Lakes of Pontchartrain.
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