Luyện nghe bài hát Pontchartrain

O it was one fine
I bid New Orleans
And the road to Jackson Town
My fortune to

I cursed all foreign
No credit could I
had my heart a-longing
For the of Pontchartrain

I aboard a railroad car
the morning sun
And I the rails 'til eventide
'Til I lay me down

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

I said, my bonnie Creole
My money no good
And if it for the alligators
I'd sleep here in the

You're welcome here kind
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
would surely be in vain
So was my Creole lass
On the lakes of

I asked her if she'd me
She said that could be
For she had a
Who was far at sea

She said that she wait for him
And true she remain
'Til he returned to his Creole
On the lakes of

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

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