Luyện nghe bài hát Pontchartrain

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To try to her beauty
would surely be in vain
So handsome was my lass
On the of Pontchartrain

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

She said that she wait for him
And she would remain
he returned to his Creole lass
On the lakes of

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

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