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 don't you cry for me
For I'm going to Louisiana
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 eyes
Says I, I'm coming from the south
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I'm going to Louisiana
With my banjo on my knee
