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Oh I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,
| toon = D
I'm going to Louisiana, my true love for to see
| maat = 4/4
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
| genre = folk
The sun so hot I froze to death; Susanna, don't you cry.
| taal = EN
| componist = Stephen Foster
| door = -trad-
| copy = 0
| status = 1
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Oh I {{D}}come from Alabama with a {{E7}}banjo on my {{A7}}knee,
I'm {{D}}going to Louisi{{Bm}}ana, my {{Em}}true love {{A7}}for to {{D}}see
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, don't you cry for me
    {{D7}}o-o-o {{G}}Oh, Susanna,
  For I come from Alabama,
    Oh {{D}}don't you cry for {{A7}}me.
  with my banjo on my knee.
    For I {{D}}come from {{Bm}}Ala{{Em}}bama,
    with my {{A7}}banjo on my {{D}}knee.


I had a dream the other night when everything was still,
I had a dream the other night when everything was still,
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But if I do not find her, this darkey'll surely die,
But if I do not find her, this darkey'll surely die,
and when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry.
and when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry.
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Huidige versie van 16 mrt 2023 om 19:19

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.

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