Miss Lucy’s Playground Songs

Oh! Susanna

Posted on: August 7, 2008

Source: Boy Scout Trail

I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
I’m goin’ to Lousiana, 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.

Chorus:
Oh! Susanna, oh don’t you cry for me.
I’m goin’ to Lousiana, my true love for to see.

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

Chorus

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 darkie’ll surely die
And when I’m dead and buried, Susanna don’t your cry.

Chorus

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