I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,\r<br>Im going to Louisiana, my true love for to see\r<br>It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry\r<br>The sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, dont you cry.\r<br>\r<br>Oh, Susanna, oh dont you cry for me\r<br>For I come from Alabama,\r<br>With my banjo on my knee.\r<br>\r<br>I had a dream the other night when everything was still,\r<br>I thought I saw Susanna coming down the hill,\r<br>A buckwheat cake was in her mouth,\r<br>A tear was in her eye.\r<br>I am comin from the South!\r<br>Susanna dont you cry.\r<br>\r<br>Oh, Susanna, oh dont you cry for me\r<br>For I come from Alabama,\r<br>With my banjo on my knee.
