Oh, Susanna!
Oh, I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I&9m 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, don’t you cry
Oh, Susanna! Oh, don&9t your cry for me
For I 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
A tear was in her eye
Says I, I&9m coming from the South
Susanna, don&9t you cry
Oh, Susanna! Oh, don&9t your cry for me
For I&9m going to Louisiana with my banjo on my knee
Oh, susanna! Oh, don&9t your cry for me
For I&9m going to Louisiana with my banjo on my knee