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 "BANKS OF THE PONCHARTRAIN," by Nanci Griffith
 
 [Capo 3]
  
           F             Bb                F
 I'm going back where my garden blooms all year
  
           Am                 Gm                F
 Where the winter time speaks softly in the falling rain
  
                      Bb               F
 I'm going back to my green-eyed lover there
  
         Am              Bb                F
 We will dance along the banks of old Lake Ponchartrain
  
  
 Chorus:
  
 C            
 Take me to the station
  
      Bb                           F
 I am late to catch my south-bound train
  
              C       
 Oh I'm gonna call my cousin Libby
  
             Bb                                F
 She will be waitin' by the tracks when I roll in
  
                 Am
 (And) I'm gonna roll across America 
  
         Bb                             F
 Just to stand beside my Ponchartrain again
  
  
 Oh' I've grown pale beneath the streets of Montreal
 Where the voices ring like bells in French-Canadian
 And the rivers stand imprisoned till the thaws
 I am alone at night and dream of my own Pontchartrain
  
 These old rails shake like thunder through the night
 Soon I'll have my green-eyed lover's arms to comfort me
 Oh, I can see my cousin Libby by his side
 Her hair will flow in waves like on Lake Pontchartrain
  
 I'm going back where my garden blooms all year
 Where the wintertime speaks softly in the fallin' rain
 I'm goin' back to my green-eyed lover there
 And we will dance along the banks of old Lake Pontchartrain
 Yes we will dance along the banks of old Lake Pontchartrain
 We will dance along the banks of old Lake Pontchartrain
 And here comes the train . . .