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I had a dream de udder night, when ev'ry thing was still,
I thought I saw Susanna a-comin' down de hill.
De buckwheat cake was in her mouth, de tear was in her eye,
Says I, I'm cumin' from de South , Susanna don't you cry.

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Oh! Susanna.

(Midi sequence by Barry Taylor - www.contemplator.com)

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I came from Alabama wid my banjo on my knee,
I'm going to Lousiana, my true love for to see.
It rained all night de day I left, de weather it was dry,
De sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna don't you cry.

Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me
For I'm off to Lousiana wid my banjo on my knee.

Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me
For I'm off to Lousiana wid my banjo on my knee.

I soon will be in New Orleans, and den I'll look all 'round,
And when I find Susanna I'll fall upon de ground.
But if I do not find her, dis darkie'll surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry.

Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me
For I'm off to Lousiana wid my banjo on my knee.

I came from Alabama wid my banjo on my knee,
I'm going to Lousiana, my true love for to see.
It rained all night de day I left, de weather it was dry,
De sun so hot I froze to death, Susanna don't you cry.

Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me
For I'm off to Lousiana wid my banjo on my knee.

Oh! Susanna, oh don't you cry for me
For I'm off to Lousiana wid my banjo on my knee.