Oh Susanna

Oh I Dcome from Alabama with a E7banjo on my A7knee, I'm Dgoing to LouisiBmana, 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; SuA7sanna, don't you D7cry.     D7o-o-o GOh, Susanna,     Oh Ddon't you cry for A7me.     For I Dcome from BmAlaEmbama,     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.