Luyện nghe bài hát Pontchartrain

O it was one morning
I bid New adieu
And took the to Jackson Town
My fortune to

I cursed all foreign
No credit I gain
Which had my a-longing
For the lakes of

I stowed aboard a car
the morning sun
And I the rails 'til eventide
I finally lay me down

No stranger would me
'Til a dark girl toward me
And I fell in love with a girl
On the Lakes of

I said, my bonnie lass
My 'tis no good
And if it weren't for the
I'd sleep here in the

You're welcome here stranger
Our house is plain
But we never a stranger out
On the of Pontchartrain

She took me into her mama's
And she treated me right
The hair her shoulders
In jet black fell

To try to paint her
That would be in vain
So was my Creole lass
On the of Pontchartrain

I her if she'd marry me
She said ne'er could be
For she had a
Who was far at sea

She said she would wait for him
And true she would
'Til he to his Creole lass
On the of Pontchartrain

So fare thee well, my Creole
I'll ne'er see you no
And I'll ne'er forget kindness
In the by the shore

And at social gathering
A bowl I'll drain
I'll a glass to my Creole lass
On the lakes of
raise a glass to my bonnie lass
On the of Pontchartrain