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Music of the Civil War

Oh! Susanna

Oh! Susanna S. Foster

I came from Alabama wid my banjo on my knee,
I'm g'wan to Lousiana 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 froze to death.
Susanna don't you cry.

Oh Susanna, oh don't you cry for me,
I've come from Alabama wid my 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'm coming from de South
Susanna, don't you cry.

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 man I surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried,
Susanna, don't you cry.

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