On The Banks of The Old Ponchartrain Lyrics

I traveled from Texas to old Louis Anne
Through valleys, over mountains and plains
Both footsore and weary, I rested a-while
On the banks of the old Ponchartrain

The fairest young maiden that I ever saw
Pa*sed 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
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 Ponchartrain

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 Ponchartrain

Then one day a man put his hand on my arm
And said, '€œI must go west again'€
I left her alone without saying goodbye
On the banks of the old Ponchartrain

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
On the banks of the old Ponchartrain

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