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'Twas on one bright March morning I bid New Orleans adieu And I took the road to Jackson town Me fortune to renew I cursed all foreign money No credit could I gain Which filled me heart with longing For the lakes of Pontchartrain I stepped on board a railcar Beneath the morning Sun And I rode the rods till evening And I laid me down again All strangers there, no friends to me Till a pretty girl towards me came And I fell in love with a Creole girl By the lakes of Pontchartrain I said: My pretty Creole girl My money here's no good And if it weren't for the alligators I'd sleep out in the wood You're welcome here, kind stranger Our house is very plain But we never turn a stranger out On the banks of Pontchartrain I asked her if she'd marry me She said this could never be For she had got a lover And he was far at sea She said that she would wait for him And true she would remain Till he'd return to his Creole girl By the lakes of Pontchartrain So fare thee well, my bonny own girl I never may see you more But I'll ne'er forget your kindness In the cottage by the shore And in each social gathering A flowing glass I'll drain And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl By the lakes of Pontchartrain