Oh, Susannah

I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
Im going to Louisiana, my true love for to see.
When it rained all night the day I left. The weather it was dry.
The sun so hot, I froze to death.
Susanna, dont you cry.
Oh, susanna! Oh, dont you cry for me.
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,Coming down the hill.
The buck-wheat cake was in her mouth,
The tears were in her eye,
Says I Im coming from the South,
Susanna, dont you cry.
Oh, Susanna, oh, dont you cry for me,
Im going to Louisiana with my banjo on my knee .
Oh, Susanna, oh, dont you cry for me .
Im going to Louisiana with my banjo on my knee.