One, two, three
I come from Alabama,
With the banjo on my knee,
I'm bound for 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 myself,
Susanna, don't you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Oh, don't you cry for me,
I come from Alabama,
With the banjo on my knee.
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamt I saw Susanna
Coming up a hill
Buckwheat cakes was in her mouth
Tears were in her eyes
I said I'd come to take her home
Susanna don't you cry.
Oh, Susanna,
Oh, don't you cry for me,
I come from Alabama,
With the banjo on my knee.
Oh, Susanna,
Oh, don't you cry for me,
I come from Alabama,
With the banjo on my knee
Oh, Susanna,
Oh, don't you cry for me,
I come from Alabama,
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