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    Rose Maddox »

    Rose Maddox On The Banks Of The Old Ponchartrain текст песни

    On The Banks Of The Old Ponchartrain

    I traveled from Texas to old Louisianne through valleys o’er mountains and plains
    Both footsore and weary I rested awhile on the banks of the old Ponchartrain
    The fairest young man that I ever did see passed by as it started to rain
    We both found a shelter beneath the same tree on the banks of the old Ponchartrain
    We hid from the shower an hour or so he asked me how long I’d remain
    I told him that I’d spend the rest of my days on the banks of the old Ponchartrain
    [ guitar ]
    I just couldn’t tell him that I ran away from jail on a west Texas plain
    I prayed in my heart I would never be found on the banks of the old Ponchartrain
    Then one day a man put his hand on my arm and said I must go west again
    I left him alone without saying goodbye on the banks of the old Ponchartrain
    Tonight as I sit here alone in my cell I know that he’s waiting in vain
    I’m hoping and praying someday to return on the banks of the old Ponchartrain



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