Oh Susanna

I

come

from Alabama with a banjo on my

knee,

I’m

going

to Louisiana, my

true

love for to

see

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,

don’t

you cry for

me

cos’ 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

coming

up the

hill,

A

buck

wheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her

eye,

I

said

I’m coming from the south,

Susanna

don’t you

cry.

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I

soon

will be in New Orleans and then I’ll look a-

round

And

when

I find my Susanna, I’ll

fall

upon the

ground

But

if

I do not find her, this man will surely

die

And

when

I’m dead and buried,

Susanna

don’t you

cry.

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