Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
And I’m gone to Louisiana, my own true love for to see

Well it rained all night the day I left
The weather it was dry
And the sun so hot I froze today
Susannah don’t you cry

Oh Susannah why don’t you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee

Well I had a dream the other night, when everything was still
I dreamt I saw my girl Suzanne comin’ ‘round the hill
And a red, red rose was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
I said I come from way down South
Susannah don’t you cry

Oh Susannah why don’t you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee

So when I get to New Orlеans I’ll take a look around
And when I spy my sweet Suzanne I’ll fall upon thе ground

Oh Susannah why don’t you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
Susannah why don’t you cry for me
‘Cause I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee