Oh Susanna: verschil tussen versies

Huidige versie van 16 mrt 2023 om 19:19

Oh I ^Dcome from Alabama with a ^E7banjo on my ^A7knee,
I'm ^Dgoing to Louisi^Bmana, my ^Emtrue love ^A7for to ^Dsee
It ^Drained all night the day I left, the ^E7weather it was ^A7dry
The ^Dsun so hot I ^Bmfroze to death; Su^A7sanna, don't you ^D7cry.

    ^D7o-o-o ^GOh, Susanna,
    Oh ^Ddon't you cry for ^A7me.
    For I ^Dcome from ^BmAla^Embama,
    with my ^A7banjo on my ^Dknee.

I had a dream the other night when everything was still,
I thought I saw Susanna coming up the hill,
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, the tear was in her eye,
I said I'm coming from Dixieland, Susanna don't you cry.

I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look around
And when I find my gal Susanne, I'll fall upon the ground.
But if I do not find her, this darkey'll surely die,
and when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry.

**Oh Susanna**
Genre	folk
Taal	EN
Maatsoort	4/4
Toonsoort	D
Componist	Stephen Foster
Door	-trad-
Status	1
Copyright	0
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ogg	Oh Susanna.ogg

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+| taal = EN
+| componist = Stephen Foster
 | door = -trad-
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+| copy = 0
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+| status = 1
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+| video = EYWmBaVcNYg
-Oh I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,
+| lyrics =
-I'm going to Louisiana, my true love for to see
+Oh I {{D}}come from Alabama with a {{E7}}banjo on my {{A7}}knee,
-It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
+I'm {{D}}going to Louisi{{Bm}}ana, my {{Em}}true love {{A7}}for to {{D}}see
-The sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, don't you cry.
+It {{D}}rained all night the day I left, the {{E7}}weather it was {{A7}}dry
+The {{D}}sun so hot I {{Bm}}froze to death; Su{{A7}}sanna, don't you {{D7}}cry.
-     Oh, Susanna,
+     {{D7}}o-o-o {{G}}Oh, Susanna,
-     Oh don't you cry for me.
+     Oh {{D}}don't you cry for {{A7}}me.
-     For I come from Alabama,
+     For I {{D}}come from {{Bm}}Ala{{Em}}bama,
-     with my banjo on my knee.
+     with my {{A7}}banjo on my {{D}}knee.
 I had a dream the other night when everything was still,
@@ Regel 27: / Regel 29: @@
 But if I do not find her, this darkey'll surely die,
 and when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry.
-</poem>
+}}