Oh, Susanna
Loraine Hillmann, Stephen Foster
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 bright
A-coming down the 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
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee!