Oh I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
And I'm going to Louisiana, my true love for to see.
Well it rained all night the day I left.
The weather it was dry.
The sun so hot I froze to death.
Susanna, dont you cry.
Oh! Susanna,
Oh! dont you cry for me.
For I've come from Alabama, with my banjo on my knee.
I had a dream the other night when everything was still;
I thought I saw Susanna,
a coming down the hill.
A buckwheat cake was in her mouth.
The tear was in her eye.
Says I'm coming from de South,
Susanna, dont you cry.
Oh! Susanna,
Oh! dont you cry for me,
for I'm going to Louisiana,
with my banjo on my knee.
Yeah! Oh! Susanna,
Oh! dont you cry for me,
For I'm going to Louisiana
with my banjo on my knee.
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