Well I came from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee
I'm goin' to Louisiana
My true love for to seeIt rained all night the day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death
Suzanna don't you cryI got a long way to go
I sure feel it now deep down in these dusty clothes
Through another town backed up with capricious souls
I got a long way to goI got a lot left to say
To the empty seat that stood beside me
through the fray
Through the midnight moon
Saw fit to light my way
Got a lot left to sayBut where do I go from here
When I'm lost out on the road
The way's not clear
To find my way back home
I need to hear
The only voice that leads me on
So I can find my way back to youI had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Suzanna
Comin' down the hillThe buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
Says I'm comin' from the south
Suzanna don't you cryWhere do I go from here
When I'm lost out on the road
And the way's not clear
To find my way back home
I need to hear
The only voice that leads me on
So I can find my way back to youSoon we'll be in New Orleans
Then I'll look around
And when I find Suzanna
I'll fall down on the groundAnd if I do not find her
Then I should surely die
And when I'm dead and buried
Suzanna don't you cry
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