Christy Moore - strona 1/1
Black Is The Colour (video)
City Of Chicago (video)
Delirium Tremens (video)
Dont Forget Your Shovel (video)
Nancy Spain (video)
Natives (video)
Ordinary Man (video)
Ride On (video)
The Lakes Of Ponchartrain (video)
Losowy fragment piosenki
It was one fine March morning, I bid New Orleans adieu
And I took the road to Jacksontown, and my fortune to renew.
I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain,
Til I fell in love with the croi old girl, by the lakes of Pontchartrain.
She took me into her Mama’s house, and treated me right well,
The hair upon her shoulders, in jet-black reign lets fell.
To try and paint her beauty, I knew it would be in vain,
So handsome was my croi old girl, by the lakes of Pontchartrain.
I asked her if she’d marry me, she said that nare could be.
For she had got a lover, and he was far at sea.
She said that she would wait for him, and true she would remain,
Til he’d return to his croi old girl, by the lakes of Pontchartrain.
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