Oh, Susana

I come from Alabama

With my 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

Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna

Oh don't you cry for me

For I come from Alabama

With my banjo on my knee

I jump'd aboard the telegraph

And trabbled down de ribber

De lectrick fluid magnified

And kill'd five hundred Nigga

De bulgine bust and de hoss ran off

I really thought I'd die

I shut my eyes to hold my bref

Susanna don't you cry

Oh, Susanna

Oh don't you cry for me

For I come from Alabama

With my banjo on my knee

I had a dream the other night

When everything was still

I thought I saw Susanna

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

Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna

Oh don't you cry for me

For I come from Alabama

With my banjo on my knee

I soon will be in New Orleans

And then I'll look around

And when I find Susanna

I'll fall upon the ground

But if I do not find her

This darkey'l surely die

And when I'm dead and buried

Susanna, don't you cry

Oh, Susanna

Oh don't you cry for me

For I come from Alabama

With my banjo on my knee

Oh, Susanna

Oh don't you cry for me

For I come from Alabama

With my banjo on my knee

NOTE: This verse written in red is racist, it is included because it is the original song

Camptown Ladies

De camptown ladies sing this song,

Doo-da, doo-da

De camptown racetrack's five miles long

Oh, de doo-da day

I went down south with my hat caved in,

Doo-da, doo-da

I came back north with a pocket full of tin

Oh, de doo-da day

Chorus

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Gwin to run all night

Gwin to run all day

I bet my money on a bob-tailed nag

Somebody bet on the gray

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De long tail filly and de big black hoss,

Doo dah! doo dah!

Dey fly de track and de both cut across

Oh, de doo-da day.

De blind hoss sticken in a big mud hole,

Doo dah! doo dah!

Can't touch bottom with a ten foot pole

Oh, de doo-da day.

Chorus

Old mulley cow come onto de track,

Doo dah! doo dah!

De bobtail fling her ober his back,

Oh, de doo-da day.

Den fly along like a railroad car,

Doo dah! doo dah!

Runnin' a race wid a shootin' star

Oh, de doo-da day.

Chorus

See dem flyin' on a ten mile heat,

Doo dah! doo dah!

Round de race track den repeat,

Oh, de doo-da day.

I win my money on de bobtail nag,

Doo dah! doo dah!

I keep my money in an old towbag,

Oh, de doo-da day.