G G/F# Em D C G It was one fine March morning I bid New Orleans adieu G G/F# Em D Em C And I took the road to Jackson town, my fortune to renew G G/F# Em D Em C I cursed all foreign mo-ney, no credit could I gain G G/F# Em D C G til I fell in love with the Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain G G/F# Em D C G She took me into her Mama's house, and treated me right well G G/F# Em D Em C The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell G G/F# Em D Em C To try and paint her beauty, I know it would be in vain G G/F# Em D C G So handsome was my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain G C G I asked her if she'd marry me, She said that ne'er could be G C For she had got a lo-ver and he was far at sea G C D G C She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain G C G Till he'd return to his Creole girl on the lakes of Ponchartrain G G/F# Em D C G Fare thee well, me Creole girl, I never will see you more G G/F# Em D Em C I won't forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore G G/F# Em D Em C And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I'll drain G G/F# Em D C G And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl by the lakes of Ponchartrain