I come from Alabama
With a 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
Susannah, don’t you cry.
Oh, Susannah,
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 dreamed I saw Susannah
A-coming down the hill.
A buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
Says I, “I’m coming from the south,
Susannah, don’t you cry.”
Oh, Susannah,
Don’t you cry for me
I come from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee.