I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee I'm goin' to Louisiana My true love for to see Oh, Susanna Oh, don't you cry for me I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee 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 Oh, don't you cry for me I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee Oh, Susanna Oh, don't you cry for me 'Cause I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee 'Cause I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee

The city lights light up the skies and sidewalks And I realized the second they came on Surely that must be where all the light goes When it gets dark back home All the brunettes in New York City And all the hills and rain in Tennessee We road through them all for what seemed like years But I was thinking about you and me Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I'm coming home to Alabama because I've got no place else to be. Oh Susanna It's me who cries for you Lord I'm coming home to stay and honey you're just passing through. I played my guitar out on the shore line And the fireworks, they burned our in the bay We drank til July fifth and then we slept right through the sixth And I thought about you all three days Then I guess I woke up sometime on a Friday And realized that drug store wine, it just don't taste the same Without the sweetness of your kiss to end the bottle. but man, it damn sure still works wonders on the pain Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I've got bones beneath my skin to keep me who I've got to be Oh Susanna It's me who cries for you You sure do walk away a straight line for all the circles that you do. Your entrance killed the laughter in the room And my presence killed the laughter in you And the cue card guy quit yesterday You're left without a thing to say You kindly pass on through That's how I'll see you That's how I'll see you That's the portrait that I'll paint in my head every time I think of you It don't take much for me Just a tree line, some cheap wine and a back yard sky Hovering over me like forgiveness just dangling on a string It could turn it all around Let's turn it all around Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I've got bones beneath my skin to keep me who I've got to be Oh Susanna It's me who cries for you You sure do walk away a straight line for all the circles that you do.

Well I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee And I'm bound for Louisiana My true love for to see Well it rained all night the day I left The weather it was dry The sun so hot I froze myself Susanna, don't you cry Oh! Susanna Oh, don't you cry for me Well I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee I had a dream the other night When every thing was still I dreamed I saw Susanna She was coming down the hill Her red, red rose was in her mouth The tear was in her eye Said I come from Alabama Now Susanna, don't you cry Oh! Susanna Don't you cry for me Well I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee Well I've come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee The land of Louisiana somewhere I want to be

Hello love my old friend Sure is good to see you again I stood out, on the road Just a watchin' the cars A come and go I felt empty, I felt bare I really thought that I could not care All the leaves are soaking wet How succulent a little spring day gets If you kiss me once Out here in the rain We'll go back and start all over again So lift up every voice and sing Sing to the tree tops And everything Say hello love My old friend Sure is nice To see you again