I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see
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
Cause I come from Alabama
With the banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other night
when everything was still
I thought I saw Susanna
a-coming down the hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
The tear was in her eye
Says I, I'm coming from the south
Susanna, don't you cry
Oh, Susanna
Oh don't you cry for me
I come from Alabama
With the banjo on my knee
I soon will be in New Orleans
And then I’ll run around.
And when I find Susanna
I’ll fall down upon the ground,
But if I don’t find her,
Cause I’ve surely die,
And when I’m dead and burried,
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.
（真的不是腰间别着班卓琴吗？？？）
（emmm……）