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
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.