Oh Susanna

I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,

I'm gwan' 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, now 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 a-coming up the hill,

The red, red rose was in her hand, the tear was in her eye,

I said I'm coming from the South, Susanna don't you cry.

Oh, Susanna, now 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, I'll fall upon the ground

But if I do not find you there, then I will surely die

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

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

For I come from Alabama,

With my banjo on my knee.