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
Susannah, don’t you cry

Oh, Susannah
Oh, don’t you cry for me
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 Susannah
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
Susannah, don’t you cry

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