Well I Came From Alabama
With A Banjo On My Knee
I'm Goin' To Louisiana
My True Love For To See

It Had Rained All Night The Day I Left
The Weather It Was Dry
The Son So Hot I Froze To Death
Susanna Don't You Cry

I 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 Go

I Got A Lot Left To Say
To The Empty Seat
The Stood Beside Me Through The Fray
To The Midnight Moon
Who Saw It Fit To Light My Way
I Got A Lot Left To Say

Chorus:
But Where Do I Got 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 You

I Had A Dream The Other Night
When Everything Was Still
I Thought I Saw Susanna
Comin' Down The Hill

A Buckwheat Cake Was In Her Mouth
A Tear Was In Her Eye
Says I'm Comin' From The South
Susanna Don't You Cry

Repeat Chorus:

Soon We'll Be In New Orleans
Then I'll Look Around
And When I Find Susanna
I'll Fall Down On The Ground

And If I Do Not Find Her
Then I Shall Surley Die
And When I'm Dead And Buried
Susanna Don't You Cry For Me