Oh, SusannaWritten by Stephen Foster, 1848Sequencing by Werner Tomaschewski 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 Chorus: Oh, Susanna, Oh don't you cry for me For I come from Alabama 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 eye Says I, I'm coming from the south Susanna, don't you cry Chorus: |