I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
Susanna for to see
It rained all night
The day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot,
I froze myself
But Susanna, don't you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Don't you cry for me
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 down that hill
The buckwheat cake
Was in her mouth
The tear was in her eye
Says I, I'm coming from the south
Susanna, don't you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Don't you cry for me
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
Oh, Susanna,
Don't you cry for me
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee.
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