作曲 : Stephen Foster/1847
 I come from Alabama
 With a banjo on my knee
 I'm going to Louisiana,
 My true love for to see.
 It rained all night the day I left
 The weather it was dry
 The sun so hot, I froze to death
 Susannah, don't you cry.
 Oh, Susannah,
 Oh don't you cry for me
 For I come from Alabama
 With a banjo on my knee.
 I jumped aboard the telegraph, And trabbled down the riber,
 De lectric fluid magnified, And killed five hundred chigger.
 De bullgine bust, de horse run off, I really thought I'd die;
 I shut my eyes to hold my breath, Susanna don't you cry.
 Oh, Susannah,
 Oh don't you cry for me
 For I come from Alabama
 With a banjo on my knee.
 I had a dream the other night
 When everything was still
 I dreamed I saw Susannah dear
 A-coming down the hill.
 The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
 The tear was in her eye
 Says I, "I'm coming from the south,
 Susannah, don't you cry."
 Oh, Susannah,
 Oh don't you cry for me
 For I come from Alabama
 With a banjo on my knee.
 I soon will be in New Orleans, and then I'll look all around,
 And when I find Susanna, I'll fall upon the ground.
 But if I do not find her, then I think I'll surely die,
 And when I'm dead and buried—Susanna, don't you cry.
 Oh, Su-san-nah, oh,
 Don't you cry for me,
 For I come from A-la-ba-ma
 With a ban-jo on my knee.
 Oh! Susanna, do not cry for me;
 I come from Alabama,
 Wid my Banjo on my knee.