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I came from Alabama
Wid my banjo on my knee,
I'm g'wan 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 frose to death
Susanna don't you cry.
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Oh! Susanna Oh! Don't you cry for me
I've come from Alabama wid mi banjo on my knee.
I had a dream de odder night,
When ebery ting was still;
I thought I saw Susanna,
A coming down de hill.
The buckwheat cake war in her mouth,
The tear was in her eye,
Says I, I'm coming from de South,
Susanna, don't you cry.
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I soon will be in New Orleans,
And den I'll look all round,
And when I find Susanna,
I'll fall upon the ground.
But if I do not find her,
Dis darkie'l surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried,
Susanna, don't you cry.
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