Genre: folk
I came from Al-a-bam-a
with my ban-jo on my knee;
I'm goin' to Lou-'si-an-a
M-y true love for to see.
I-t rained all night the day I left
The weath-er it was dry;
Th-e sun so hot I froze to death,
Su-san-na, don't you cry.
Oh, Su-san-na, oh, don't you cry for me;
I-ve come from Al-a-bam-a
with my ban-jo on my knee.