Luyện nghe bài hát Pontchartrain

O it was one morning
I bid New Orleans
And took the road to Jackson
My fortune to

I cursed all foreign
No could I gain
Which had my heart
For the of Pontchartrain

I stowed a railroad car
the morning sun
And I rode the rails 'til
'Til I lay me down

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

I said, my Creole lass
My money 'tis no
And if it weren't for the
I'd here in the wood

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

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

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

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

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

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

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