Autor: fara autor1. Oh, I come from Alabama,
With my banjo on my knee,
And I\'m going to Louisiana,
My Susana for to see.
Oh, don\'t you cry for me,
For I come from Alabama,
With my banjo on my knee.
2. It rained all night the day I left,
The weather was so dry,
The sun so hot, I froze to death,
Susana, don\'t you cry!
3. The red, red, rose, was in her hand,
The tear was in her eye,
I said: \'I come from Dixieland,
Susana, don\'t you cry!\'