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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
Oh Susie, don’t you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don’t you cry for
me
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
Shipped on board the
telegraph
My banjo by my side
Electric storm tore up that boat
Five-hundred people died
The bullgine bust, the horse ran off
I thought that we would die
I closed my eyes and I said my prayers
Oh Susie don’t you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don’t you cry for
me
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other
night
When everything was still
Dreamed I saw my Susie
Coming on down the hill
Serving bowl was in her hand
A tear was in her eye
Says I I’m comin’ from the south
Oh Susie, don’t you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don’t you cry for
me
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
Soon I'll be in New
Orleans
And I will look around
And when I find my Susie
I'll fall down on the ground
And if I do not find her
I will surely die
And when I'm dead and buried
Tell my Susie not to cry.
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don’t you cry for
me
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don’t you cry for
me
I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee |
