I came from Alabama, Wid a banjo on my knee, I’m gwyne to Louisiana, My true love for to see. It rain’d all night the day I left, The weather it was dry, The sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, don’t you cry. Chorus: Oh! Susanna, Oh don’t you cry for me, cos’ I’ve come from Alabama, Wid my banjo on my knee I jumped aboard the telegraph, And trabbled down the riber, De lectric fluid magnified, And killed five hundred nigger. De bullgine bust, de horse run off, I really thought I’d die; I shut my eyes to hold my breath, Susanna don’t you cry. CHO: Oh Susanna &c. I had a dream the odder night, When ebery thing was still I thought I saw Susanna A Coming down de hill; The buck-wheat cake was in her mouth, The tear was in her eye; Says I, “I’m coing from de south, Susanna, don’t you cry.” CHO: Oh Susanna &c. I soon will be in New Orleans, And den I’ll look all round, And When I find Susanna, I will fall upon de ground. And If I do not find her, Dis Darkie’l surely die, And when I’m dead and buried, Susanna, don’t you cry. CHO: Oh Susanna &c.