OH ! SUSANNA

I came from Alabama with my banjo on my knee,
I´m goin´to Louisiana my true love for to see
It rain´d all night the day i left, the weather it was dry;
The sun so hot I frose to death; Susanna, don´t you cry.
Oh ! Susanna oh, dont you cry for me,
for I´m goin´to Louisiana with my banjo on my knee.

I had a dream the other night, when everything was still;
I thought I saw Susanna acoming 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, dont you cry for me,
for I´m goin´to Louisiana with my banjo on my knee.//

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