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I come from Alabama
with my banjo on my knee.
I m going to Louisiana,
my true love for to see.
Oh, susanna! Oh, don t you cry for me.
I come from Alabama
with my banjo on my knee.
When 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.
I come from Alabama
with my banjo on my knee.
