Oh, Susanna! 
Oh, I come from Alabama my banjo on my knee. 
And I¡¯m going to Louisiana, my true love for to see. 
Wee, it rained all night the day I left. The weather it was dry. 
The sun to hot, I froze to death. 
Susanna, don¡¯t you cry. 
Oh, susanna! Oh, don¡¯t your cry for me. 
For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.