
Banjo
Orchestra

Astronaut
playing a banjo

Foster's book
of songs |
Oh Susanna
I came 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
I've come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I soon will be in New Orleans
And then, I'll
look around
and when I find Susanna
I'll fall upon the ground
but if I do not find her, then
I can surely die
and when I'm dead and buried
Susanna, don't you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
I've come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee |