Oh Sussanah
Steven Foster
Oh I G come from Alabama with a banjo on my D knee,
I'm G going to Louisiana, my true love D for to G see
It G rained all night the day I left, the weather it was D dry
The G sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, D don't you G cry.
C Oh, Susanna, G don't you cry for D me
For I G come from Alabama,
with my banjo D on my G knee.
I G had a dream the other night when everything was D still,
I G thought I saw Susanna coming D up the G hill,
The G buckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her D eye,
I G said I'm coming from Dixieland, Susanna D don't you G cry.
C Oh, Susanna, G don't you cry for D me
For I G come from Alabama,
with my banjo D on my G knee.
I G soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look D around
And G when I find my gal Susanne, I'll fall D upon the G ground.
But G if I do not find her, this man will surely D die,
and G when I'm dead and buried, Susanna D don't you G cry.
C Oh, Susanna, G don't you cry for D me
For I G come from Alabama,
with my banjo D on my G knee.