well i come from alabama with my banjo on my knee and i m going to louisiana my true love for to see well it rained all night the day i left the weather it was dry and the sun so hot i froze to death susanna don t you cry oh susanna don t you cry for me for i come from alabama with my banjo on my knee when i jumped aboard the telegraph and traveled down the river the electric fluid magnified and killed five hundred chigger when the bullgine bust the horse ran off i really thought i d die so i shut my eyes to hold my breath susanna don t you cry oh susanna don t you cry for me for i come from alabama with my banjo on my knee now i had a dream the other night when everything was still and i thought i saw susanna she was coming down the hill now the buckwheat cake was in her mouth and the tear was in her eye so i said i m coming from the south susanna don t you cry oh susanna don t you cry for me for i come from alabama with my banjo on my knee now i soon will be in new orleans and then i ll look around when at last i find susanna i will fall upon the ground but if i can t ever find her then i think i ll surely die when i m dead and gone and buried susanna don t you cry oh susanna don t you cry for me for i come from alabama with my banjo on my knee oh susanna don t you cry for me for i come from alabama with my banjo on my knee