Banks Of The Pontchartrain

***CAP0 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 [Refrão]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 F Bb F Oh' I've grown pale beneath the streets of Montreal Am Gm F Where the voices ring like bells in French-Canadian Bb F And the rivers stand imprisoned till the thaws Am Bb F I am alone at night and dream of my own Pontchartrain F Bb F These old rails shake like thunder through the night Am Gm F Soon I'll have my green-eyed lover's arms to comfort me Bb F Oh, I can see my cousin Libby by his side Am Bb F Her hair will flow in waves like on Lake Pontchartrain F Bb F I'm going back where my garden blooms all year Am Gm F Where the wintertime speaks softly in the fallin' rain Bb F I'm goin' back to my green-eyed lover there Am Bb F And we will dance along the banks of old Lake Pontchartrain Am Bb F Yes we will dance along the banks of old Lake Pontchartrain Am Bb F We will dance along the banks of old Lake Pontchartrain F And here comes the train