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The Lakes of Pontchartrain

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Published on Sep 3, 2011

A live performance of the Irish folk song, recorded at the Hunterdon County Library Headquarters (Flemington NJ), February 23, 2011.

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Patrick Clifford: Guitar
Peter Kane: Fiddle, mandolin
Randy Decker: Percussion, harmonica

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LYRICS
It was one fine March morning I bid New Orleans adieu
And I took the road to Jackson town, my fortune to renew
I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain
Which filled me heart with longing for the lakes of Ponchartrain

I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun
I rode the rods till evening and I laid me down again
All strangers there no friends to me till a dark girl towards me came
And I fell in love with my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain

I said, "Me pretty Creole girl, me money here's no good
If it weren't for the alligators, I'd sleep out in the wood"
"You're welcome here, kind stranger, our house is very plain
But we never turned a stranger out by the lakes of Ponchartrain"

She took me into her Mammy's house and treated me right well
The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell
To try and paint her beauty, I'm sure twould be in vain
So handsome was my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain

I asked her if she'd marry me, she said that ne'er could be
For she had got a lover and he was far at sea
She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain
Till he'd return to his Creole girl on the lakes of Ponchartrain

So its fare thee well, me Creole girl, I never may see you more
I'll neer forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore
And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I'll drain
And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain

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