Oh, Susanna!
FOSTER, MASON
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 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
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
The 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
