O Susanna

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 to death—Susanna, don't you cry.

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O Susanna, oh don't you cry for me.
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee.

I had a dream the other night, when everything was still.
I dreamed I saw Susanna a-coming down the hill.
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A buckwheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye.
I said to her, "Susanna girl, Susanna, don't you cry."

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