O Susanna!

I come from Alabama with my 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, Oh don't you 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 dear a coming down the hill.

A buckwheat cake was in her mouth a tear was in her eye,

Says I I'm coming from the south Susanna don't you cry.

 

Oh! Susanna, Oh don't you cry for me,

For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.

 

I soon will be in New Orleans and then I'll look around,

And when I find Susanna l'll fall upon the ground.

But if I do not find her then I will surely die,

And when I'm dead and buried Susanna don't you cry

 

On! Susanna, Oh don't you cry for me,

For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee