Oh! Susanna Lyrics

Stephen Foster
 
I come from Alabama
With my 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
Susanna, don’t you cry

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

I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Susanna
A-coming down the hill

The buckwheat cake
Was in her mouth
The tear was
In her eye
Says I, I’m coming from the south
Susanna, don’t you cry

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

I came from Salem City
with my washpan on my knee
I’m going to California,
the gold dust for to see.

It rained all night the day I left,
the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death,
Oh, brothers don’t you cry.

Oh, Susannah, Oh, don’t you cry for me
I’m going to California with my washpan on my knee.

I soon shall be in Frisco
and there I’ll look around.
And when I see the gold lumps there,
I’ll pick them off the ground.

I’ll scrape the mountains clean, my boys,
I’ll drain the rivers dry.
A pocketful of rocks bring home,
So, brothers don’t you cry.

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