On The Banks Of The Old Ponchartrain (Letra)
Recorded by: hank williams, sr.
Written by: hank williams sr. & ramona vincent
I [a] travelled from [a7] texas to [d] old louis-[a] anne
Thru valleys, o’er mountains and [e7] plains
Both [a] footsore and [a7] weary i [d] rested a-[a] while
On the [e7] banks of the old ponchar-[a] train.
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 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 i 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
To the banks of the old ponchartrain.
