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O Susanna

I come from Alabama with my
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 to death,
Susanna, don't you cry.

Chorus:
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 dear,
a'comin' down the hill.
A buckwheat cake was in her mouth,
a tear was in her eye,
Says I, I'm coming from the south,
Susanna, don't you cry.

Repeat Chorus

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 her,
Then I will surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried,
Oh, Susanna, don't you cry.

Repeat Chorus