Oh Susanna

I'm driving to Alabama... Oh Susanna!

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I  came from Al-a-bam-a

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with my ban-jo on my knee;

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I'm goin' to Lou-'si-an-a

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M-y true love for to see.

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I-t rained all night the day I left

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The weath-er it was dry;

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Th-e sun so hot I froze to death,

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Su-san-na, don't you cry.

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Oh, Su-san-na, oh, don't you cry for me;

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I-ve come from Al-a-bam-a

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with my ban-jo on my knee.

I had a dream the other night when everything was still,
I thought I saw Susanna coming up the hill,
The red, red rose was in her hand, the tear was in her eye,
I said I'm coming from Dixieland, Susanna don't you cry.
I soon will be in New Orleans and then I'll look around
And when I find my gal Susanne, I'll fall upon the ground
But if I do not find you there, then I will surely die
And when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry.

Oh, Susanna,Oh don't you cry for me
I've come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee