Well, I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee I'm goin' to Louisiana my True love for to see It rained all night the day I left The weather was bone dry And the sun so hot I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee Well, I had a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed I saw Susanna A-comin' down the hill A buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said "I'm comin' from the south Susanna, don't you cry" Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee Well, I soon will be at New Orleans and when I do arrive I'll go and find our Susanna If she is still alive And if I do not find that girl Well, I will surely die Oo, when I'm buried in my grave Susanna, don't you cry Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee