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

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

I "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 here kind stranger, from such sad thoughts refrain"
"For me Mammy strangers, by the Lakes of Ponchartrain"

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

I asked her if marry me, she said that ne'er 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 Creole girl, on the of Ponchartrain

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