On the Banks of the Old Ponchartrain

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Hank Williams - Country, Rock

On the Banks of the Old Ponchartrain

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I traveled from Texas to old Louisanne Through valleys, o'er 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 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 On the banks of the old Pontchartrain

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Credits

Writers
  • Ramona Vincent
  • Hank Williams