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I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,
Goin' to Louisiana, Susanna for to see
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze myself, but Susanna, don't you cry
Oh! Susanna, don't you cry for me,
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other night, when everything was still
I thought I saw Susanna a coming down that hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her eye,
Says I am coming from the south, so Susanna, don't you cry
Oh! Susanna, don't you cry for me,
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
Oh! Susanna, don't you cry for me,
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
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