On the Banks of the Pontchartrain(Look Who's Blue) - Don Gibson

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

And we both found a shelter beneath the same old tree

On the banks of the old Pontchartrain

And this time lifted by

We feel deeper in love

A love that could just very hurt me

I knew that one day

I would leave her alone

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

To the banks of the old Pontchartrain