about a down -home gal, my one true love.
and I'm going to Louisiana,
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, well, don't you cry for me
Oh, we'll gather round, kiddies
about the mystical part of this story
And when that chorus comes around,
I had a dream the other night
when everything was still
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth,
I said, I'm bound for Alabama,
Sing it! Oh, Susanna, oh,
Cause I come from Alabama
Cause I come from Alabama with my