Luyện nghe bài hát Lakes Of Pontchartrain

It was one fine March morning, I bid New Orleans
And I took the road to Town, my fortune to renew
I cursed all foreign money, no could I gain
Which filled my heart with a longing for, the of Ponchartrain

I stepped on board of a railroad car the morning sun
I rode the rods till and I laid me down again
All there no friends to me 'til a dark girl towards me came
And I fell in love with the Girl, by the Lakes of Ponchartrain

I said "Me pretty Creole Girl, me money no good,
If it weren't for the alligators, I'd out there in the wood"
"You're welcome here kind stranger, such sad thoughts refrain"
"For me Mammy welcomes strangers, by the of Ponchartrain"

She took me into her house and treated me right well
The hair upon her shoulders in jet ringlets fell
To try and paint here beauty, I'm i't would be in vain
So handsome was my Creole by the Lakes of Ponchartrain

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

fare thee well, me Creole girl, I'll never see you more
I'll never your kindness in the cottage by the shore
And at social gathering, a flowing bowl I'll drain
And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl, by the Lakes of