O, Susanna

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O Susanna

I  come from Alabama
With a 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 it was dry;
The sun so hot I froze to death;
Susanna, don't you cry.
Chorus:
O, Susanna,
O, don't you cry for me,
For I'm goin' to Louisiana,
With a banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other night
When ev'rything was still;
I thought I saw Susanna
Comin' down the hill;
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth,
The tear was in her eye;
Says I am comin' from the south,
Susanna, don't you cry.
Chorus
I soon will be in New Orleans,
And then I'll look around,
And when I find Susanna
I'll fall upon the ground.
But if I do not find her,
You know I'll surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried,
Susanna, don't you cry.
Chorus


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