I traveled from Texas to old Louis Anne
Through valleys, over mountains and plains
Both footsore and weary, I rested a-while
On the banks of the old Ponchartrain
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, ââ¬Â½I must go west againââ¬Â
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
On the banks of the old Ponchartrain
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- I Saw the Light
- The Garden Spot Program, 1950
- Miscellaneous
- Unreleased Recordings: Gospel Keepsakes
- The Complete Hank Williams
- The Unreleased Recordings
- Damn Right Rebel Proud
- NEW ALBUM
- Oldies Hits a to Z - Vol. 1
- Backline Volume 7
- Hank Williams - Volume 2
- Live At The Grand Ole Opry
- Turn Back The Years - The Essential Hank Williams Collection
- 40 Greatest Hits
- The Original Singles Collection... Plus
- You Win Again: 26 Original Recordings
- Long Gone Lonesome Blues
- Hillbilly Hero
- The Legend
- The Absolutely Essential Collection