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Introdução:
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It was on one fine March morning
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I bid New Orleans adieu.
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And I was on the road to Jackson town,
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my fortune to renew,
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I cursed all foreign money,
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no credit could I gain,
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Which filled my heart with longing for
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the lakes of Pontchartrain.
I sat on board a railway car,