James Taylor Oh Susannah
Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee And I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see It did rain all night the day I left The weather was bone dry The sun was so hot I froze myself Suzanne, don't you go on and cry I said, Oh, Suzannah Now, don't you cry for me As I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee Well I had myself a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed that I saw my girl Suzanne She was coming around the hill Now, the buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said, that I come from Dixie land Suzanne, don't you break down and cry I said, Oh, Suzannah Now, don't you cry for me 'Cause I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
