| I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee, I'm going to Louisiana and 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 Suzanna don't you cry. Oh Suzanna, oh don't you cry for me, I've come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee. I had a dream the other night when everything was still I thought I saw Suzanna a-comin down the hill A buckwheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye Says I, "I'm coming from the South Suzanna don't you cry." Oh Suzanna, oh don't you cry for me, For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee. |