Oh, Susannah

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, Susannah, 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, Susannah, now, don't you cry for me, as I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee.