Oh Susanna
Stephen FosterI come from Alabama with my Banjo on my knee; I'm going to Louisiana, My true love for to see. Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cry for me.For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee.
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. 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 A-coming down the
hill. Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cry for me.For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee.
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. Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cry for me.For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee.

