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Oh, Susanna

Stephen C. Foster

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, Susanna don't you cry.

Refrain:
Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cry for me,
for I'm going to Louisiana with my banjo on my knee. (aus dem Internet)
(for I've come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.) (aus DDR-Singebuch)

I had a dream the other night, when everything was still,
I thought I saw Susanna dear a-coming down de hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her eye,
I said, I'm coming from the South, Susanna don't you cry.

I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look all round,
and when I find Susanna, I'll fall upon the ground.
But if I do not find her, this darkey'll surely die.
And when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't your cry.

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