G D
Oh I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,
G D G
I'm going to Louisiana, my true love for to see
G D
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
G D G
The sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, don't you cry.
C G D
Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me
G
For I come from Alabama,
D G
with my banjo on my knee.
G D
I had a dream the other night when everything was still,
G D G
I thought I saw Susanna coming up the hill,
G D
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her eye,
G D G
I said I'm coming from Dixieland, Susanna don't you cry.
C G D
Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me
G
For I come from Alabama,
D G
with my banjo on my knee.
G D
I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look around
G D G
And when I find my gal Susanne, I'll fall upon the ground.
G D
But if I do not find her, this darkey'll surely die,
G D G
and when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry.
C G D
Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me
G
For I come from Alabama,
D G
with my banjo on my knee.
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