Well, I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana, my true love for to see
Well, 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
Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me
Well, I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other nigh, when everything was still
I dreamed I saw Susanna, she was coming down the hill
A red red rose was in her hand, a tear was in her eye
I said I'm coming from the South, Susanna don't you cry
Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me
Well, I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee