Stephen Foster - Oh susanna

Oh I ^Ccome from Alabama with a banjo on my ^Gknee, I'm ^Cgoing to Louisiana, my true love ^Gfor to ^Csee It ^Crained all night the day I left, the weather it was ^Gdry The ^Csun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, ^Gdon't you ^Ccry.

^FOh, Susanna, ^Cdon't you cry for ^Gme For I ^Ccome from Alabama, with my banjo ^Gon my ^Cknee.

I ^Chad a dream the other night when everything was ^Gstill, I ^Cthought I saw Susanna coming ^Gup the ^Chill, The ^Cbuckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her ^Geye, I ^Csaid I'm coming from Dixieland, Susanna ^Gdon't you ^Ccry.

^FOh, Susanna, ^Cdon't you cry for ^Gme For I ^Ccome from Alabama, with my banjo ^Gon my ^Cknee.

I ^Csoon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look a^Ground And ^Cwhen I find my gal Susanne, I'll fall u^Gpon the ^Cground. But ^Cif I do not find her, this darkey'll surely ^Gdie, and ^Cwhen I'm dead and buried, Susanna ^Gdon't you ^Ccry.

^FOh, Susanna, ^Cdon't you cry for ^Gme For I ^Ccome from Alabama, with my banjo ^Gon my ^Cknee. Set8