作曲 : Traditional/Stephen Foster
 Oh! Nebber count de bubbles while der's water in de spring;
 De darkey hab no troubles while he's got dis song to sing.
 De beauties ob creation will nebber lose der charm.
 While I roam de old plantation wid my true lub on my
 arm.
 Ring, ring de banjo!
 I like dat good old song, come again my true lub, Oh!
 wha you been so long.
 Where de time is nebber dreary if de darkey nebber groans;
 De ladies nebber weary wid de rattle of de bones:
 Den come again Susanna by de gaslight ob de moon;
 We'll tum de old Piano when de banjo's out ob tune.
 Ring, ring de banjo!
 I like dat good old song, come again my true lub, Oh!
 wha you been so long.
 Once I was so lucky, my massa set me free,
 so I went to old Kentucky to see what I could see,
 I could not go no farder,
 I turn to massa's door, I lub him all de harder, I'll go away
 no more.
 Ring, ring de banjo!
 I like dat good old song, come again my true lub, Oh!
 wha you been so long.
 Early in de morning ob a lubly summer day,
 My massa sent me warning and he'd like to hear me play.
 On de banjo i was tapping, I come wid dulcem strain;
 My Massa fall a napping and he'll nebber wake again.
 Ring, ring de banjo!
 I like dat good old song, come again my true lub, Oh!
 wha you been so long.
 My lub, I'll hab to leabe you while de ribber's running high;
 But I nebber can deceibe you so don't you wipe your eye.
 I's guine to make some money;
 but I'll come anodder day.
 I'll come again my honey, if i hab to work my way.
 Ring, ring de banjo!
 I like dat good old song, come again my true lub, Oh!
 wha you been so long.
 Ring, ring de banjo!
 I like dat good old song, come again my true lub, Oh!
 wha you been so long.
 Ring, ring de banjo!
 I like dat good old song, come again my true lub, Oh!
 wha you been so long.