Oh，I come from Alabama my banjo on my knee.

　　And I‘m going to Louisiana，my true love for to see.

　　Wee，it rained all night the day I left. The weather it was dry.

　　The sun to hot，I froze to death.

　　Susanna，don‘t you cry.

　　Oh，susanna！Oh，don‘t your cry for me.

　　For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.