***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 


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