"On the Banks of the Old Pontchartrain" as written by and Sr. Vincent/williams....
I traveled from Texas to Old louis-anne
Through valleys, o'er mountains and plains
Both footsore and weary I rested a-while
On the banks of the Old Pontchartrain.

The fairest young maiden that I ever saw
Passed by as it started to rain
We both found a shelter beneath the same tree
On the banks of the Old Pontchartrain.

We hid from the shower an hour or so
She asked me how long I'd remain
I told her that I'd spend the rest of my days
On the banks of the Old Pontchartrain.

I just couldn't tell her 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 Pontchartrain.

Then one day a man put his hand on my arm
And said I must go west again
I left her alone without saying goodbye
On the banks of the Old Pontchartrain.

Tonight as I sit here alone in my cell
I know that she's waiting in vain
I'm hoping and praying someday to return
To the banks of the Old Pontchartrain.


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"On the Banks of the Old Pontchartrain" as written by Hank Williams Sr. Ramona Vincent

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