On the Banks of the Old Ponchartrain Lyrics
On the Banks of the Old Ponchartrain - Don Gibson
Written By：Don Gibson
I traveled from Texas to old Louisanne
Through valleys over mountains and plains
Both footsore and weary I rested awhile
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
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
On the banks of the old Pontchartrain