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Oh! 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

I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look around
And when I find Susanna, I'll fall upon the ground
But if I do not find her, then I will surely die
And when I'm dead and buried, Oh, Susanna, don't you cry