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I come from Alabama wid my banjo on my knee
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I'm gwine 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
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Oh, Susanna, oh, don't you cry for me
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For I come from Alabama wid my banjo on my knee

I had a dream de other night when ebryting was still
I thought I saw Susanna a-coming down de 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."

I jumped aboard de telegraph and trabbled down de ribber,
De 'lectric fluid magnified and killed five hundred ******.
De bull-gine bust, de horse run off, I really thought I'd die
I shut my eyes to hold my breath, Susanna, don't you cry.

I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look around
And when I find Susanna I will fall upon de ground
If I do not find her, dis darkie'll surely die
But when I'm dead and buried, Susanna, don't you cry.