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OH, SUSANNA (Stephen 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 Oh, Susanna, oh don't you cry for me For 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 Susanna 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 Susanna, don't you cry I jumped aboard de telegraph and trabbled down de [ribber,]* De 'lectric fluid magnified [and killed five hundred nigger.]* De bull-gine bust, de horse run off, I really thought I'd die I shut my eyes to hold my breath, Susanna, don't you cry. I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look around And when I find Susanna I will fall upon de ground And if I do not find her, [dis darkie'll surely die]** And when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry. For political correctness, DAD suggests: * [wire], *[killed hundreds in de fire.] **[I know I'll surely die] @American @minstrel @music filename[ OSUSANNA TUNE FILE: OSUSANNA CLICK TO PLAY SOF, DAD |
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