Oh, Susannah - Stephen Foster

Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee

And I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see

It did rain all night the day I left

The weather was bone dry

The sun was so hot I froze myself

Suzanne, don't you go on and cry

I said, Oh, Suzannah
Now, don't you cry for me
As I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee

Well I had myself a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamed that I saw my girl Suzanne
She was coming around the hill
Now, the buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
I said, that I come from Dixie land
Suzanne, don't you break down and cry

I said, Oh, Suzannah
Now, don't you cry for me
'Cause I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee

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