Oh I come from Alabama
With a 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 myself
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
Coming down the hill
Oh! Susanna
Oh! don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
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