Biografia:
The Coronas é uma banda de rock irlandês-indie-alternativo de Terenure em Dublin.
The Coronas is a band of Irish-indie-rock alternative Terenure in Dublin.
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Outras músicas:
- Grace Don't Wait
- San Diego Song
- Addicted To Progress
- All The Others
- Blind Will Lead The Blind
- Closer To You
- Decision Time
- Different Ending
- Dreaming Again
- Far From Here
- Filtho
- Get Loose
- Give Me A Minute
- Grace Dont Wait
- Gut Feeling
- Heroes Or Ghosts
- Heros Or Ghosts
- How This Goes
- I Choose Love
- If I Gave Myself To Someone Else
- Just Like That
- Listen Dear
- Mark My Words
- My Fault
- My God
- Not Sure How To Lie
- Real Feel
- Real World
- Sandy
- Someone Elses Hand
- Taibhse No Loach
- The Joker
- The Lakes Of Pontchartrain
- The Long Way
- The Note
- The Talk
- Three Years Too Late
- Tony Was An Ex
- Warm
- We Couldnt Fake It
- What A Love
- Wont Leave You Alone
Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
The Coronas' Version of the song made famous in my eyes by Paul Brady and also Bob Dylan
Standard Tuning
Capo 4th Fret
[Verse 1]
G C G D Em C D G
It was one fine March morning I bid New Orleans adieu
G D Em D G D G C
And I took the road to Jackson town, my fortune to renew
G D Em D G D G C
I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain
G C G D Em C D G
Which filled my heart with longing for the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 2]
G C G D Em C D G
I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun
G D Em D G D G C
I rode the roads till evening and I laid me down again
G D Em D G D G C
No friends to me all strangers till a dark girl towards me came
G C G D Em C D G
And I fell in love with my Creole girl by the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 3]
G C G D Em C D G
I said My pretty Creole girl, my money here's no good
G D Em D G D G C
If it weren't for all the alligators, I'd sleep out in the woods
G D Em D G D G C
She said You're welcome here, kind stranger, our house is very plain
G C G D Em C D G
But we never turned a stranger away by the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 4]
G C G D Em C D G
She took me to her Mammy's house, and treated me right well
G D Em D G D G C
The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell
G D Em D G D G C
To try and paint her beauty, I'm sure it would be in vain
G C G D Em C D G
So handsome was my Creole girl by the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 5]
G C G D Em C D G
I asked her if she'd marry me, She said it would never be
G D Em D G D C
For she had got a lover and he was far at sea
G D Em D G D G C
She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain
G C G D Em C D G
Till he'd return to his Creole girl on the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 6]
G C G D Em C D G
Its fare thee well, me Creole girl, may I never see you more
G D Em D G D G C
I'll never forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore
G D Em D G D G C
And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I'll drain
G C G D Em C D G
And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl by the lakes of Pontchartrain
Standard Tuning
Capo 4th Fret
[Verse 1]
G C G D Em C D G
It was one fine March morning I bid New Orleans adieu
G D Em D G D G C
And I took the road to Jackson town, my fortune to renew
G D Em D G D G C
I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain
G C G D Em C D G
Which filled my heart with longing for the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 2]
G C G D Em C D G
I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath the morning sun
G D Em D G D G C
I rode the roads till evening and I laid me down again
G D Em D G D G C
No friends to me all strangers till a dark girl towards me came
G C G D Em C D G
And I fell in love with my Creole girl by the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 3]
G C G D Em C D G
I said My pretty Creole girl, my money here's no good
G D Em D G D G C
If it weren't for all the alligators, I'd sleep out in the woods
G D Em D G D G C
She said You're welcome here, kind stranger, our house is very plain
G C G D Em C D G
But we never turned a stranger away by the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 4]
G C G D Em C D G
She took me to her Mammy's house, and treated me right well
G D Em D G D G C
The hair upon her shoulders in jet black ringlets fell
G D Em D G D G C
To try and paint her beauty, I'm sure it would be in vain
G C G D Em C D G
So handsome was my Creole girl by the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 5]
G C G D Em C D G
I asked her if she'd marry me, She said it would never be
G D Em D G D C
For she had got a lover and he was far at sea
G D Em D G D G C
She said that she would wait for him and true she would remain
G C G D Em C D G
Till he'd return to his Creole girl on the lakes of Pontchartrain
[Verse 6]
G C G D Em C D G
Its fare thee well, me Creole girl, may I never see you more
G D Em D G D G C
I'll never forget your kindness in the cottage by the shore
G D Em D G D G C
And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I'll drain
G C G D Em C D G
And I'll drink a health to my Creole girl by the lakes of Pontchartrain
The Cranberries
The Crane Wives
The Creepshow
The Crew-cuts
The Cribs