Oh Susanna
FOSTER, MASON
One, two, three
I come from Alabama
With the banjo on my knee
I'm bound for 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
I come from Alabama
With the banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamt I saw Susanna
Coming up a hill
Buckwheat cakes was in her mouth
Tears were in her eyes
I said I'd come to take her home
Susanna don't you cry.
Oh, Susanna
Oh, don't you cry for me
I come from Alabama
With the banjo on my knee
Oh, Susanna
Oh, don't you cry for me
I come from Alabama
With the banjo on my knee
Oh, Susanna
Oh, don't you cry for me
I come from Alabama
With the banjo on my knee