Paul Brady - Lakes of pontchartrain

It was ^Gon one ^Dbright March ^Emmorni^Cng I b^Gid New ^DOrleans adi^Geu And I ^Gtook the ^Droad to ^EmJackson ^Ctown, My ^Gfortune ^Dto ren^Cew I ^Gcursed all ^Dforeign ^Emmone^Cy No ^Gcredit ^Dcould I ^Cgain Which ^Gfilled my ^Dheart with ^Emlonging ^Cfor The ^Glakes of ^DPontchart^Grain

I s^Gtepped on b^Doard of a ^Emrailroad ^Ccar Bene^Gath the m^Dorning s^Gun And I r^Gode the r^Dods till ^Emeveni^Cng And I l^Gaid me d^Down ag^Cain All s^Gtrangers ^Dthere, no f^Emriends to ^Cme, 'Til a ^Gdark girl tow^Dards me c^Came, And I f^Gell in l^Dove with a Cr^Emeole g^Cirl By the l^Gakes of P^Dontcha^Grtrain

I s^Gaid 'My p^Dretty ^EmCreole ^Cgirl, My m^Goney h^Dere's no go^God. And if it ^Gweren't for the ^Dalli^Emgator^Cs I would s^Gleep out i^Dn the ^Cwood' 'You're w^Gelcome ^Dhere, kind ^Emstran^Cger, Our h^Gouse is ^Dvery p^Clain. And we n^Gever t^Durned a ^Emstranger o^Cut On the l^Gakes of P^Dontchar^Gtrain'

She ^Gtook me i^Dnto her ^Emmammy's ^Chouse And t^Greated ^Dme right we^Gll. The ^Ghair up^Don her ^Emshoul^Cders In j^Get black r^Dinglets f^Cell. To t^Gry to p^Daint her ^Embeaut^Cy, I'm s^Gure would ^Dbe in ^Cvain, So ^Ghandsome ^Dwas my ^EmCreole g^Cirl By the l^Gakes of P^Dontchart^Grain

I a^Gsked her w^Dould she ^Emmarry ^Cme, She s^Gaid 'This could ^Dnever ^Gbe'. For ^Gshe had g^Dot a ^Emlover^C And h^Ge was f^Dar at ^Csea. She s^Gaid that s^Dhe would w^Emait for ^Chim And ^Gtrue she w^Dould rema^Cin, 'Til ^Ghe retur^Dned to his ^EmCreole g^Cirl On the l^Gakes of Po^Dntchar^Gtrain

So f^Gare thee ^Dwell, my ^EmCreole g^Cirl I n^Gever may s^Dee you m^Gore But I'll ^Gnever forg^Det your ^Emkindn^Cess In the ^Gcottage ^Dby the s^Chore And at e^Gach ^Dsocial ^Emgathe^Cring A f^Glowing ^Dglass I'll ^Cdrain And I'll ^Gdrink a ^Dhealth to my ^EmCreole g^Cirl By the l^Gakes of P^Dontchart^Grain