Oh Susanna
Stephen Foster, 1849
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Well I come from Alabama with, m' banjo on my knee.
I'm goin' to Louisiana, My true love for to see.
It rained all night the day I left. The weather was bone dry.
An' sun so hot I froze to death. Susanna, don't you cry.
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O, Susanna, don't you cry for me'e.
I come from Alabama, with m' banjo on my knee.
I had a dream the other night, When ev'rythin was still.
I saw Susanna, A-comin' down the hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her eye.
Said, I'm comin' from the South, Susanna, don't you cry.
I soon will be at New Orleans, when I do arrive,
I'll go find Susanna, if she is still alive,
An if I do not found that girl, well I will surely die,
And when I'm buried in my grave, Susanna, don't you cry.