Oh Susannah - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
OH! SUSANNAH. 
I cum from Louisiana, wid de banjo on my knee; I'm bound for Alabama, my own true lub to see. It thaw all night de week I left, de hailstone dey war dry, De sun so hot, I froze alive, Susannah, don't you cry. 
Chorus. Oh! Susannah, you must not cry for me, I'm cum from Louisiana, wid de banjo on my knee; Oh! Susannah, you must not cry for me, I'm cum from Louisiana wid de banjo on my knee, 
I stepped on board de lightengraph, an' steer It by de trigger; My finger slip, it bustifled, and kill a t'unsand nigger; And den it was, my dearest lub, I t'ought dat I should die, I shut my ears to keep my breff, Susannah, don't you cry,- Chor. 
I had a dream; to-morrow night, when all de t'ings war still. I fought I see Susannah coming by de mill; She wore de robe ob mourning, and de tears war in her eye. Says I, "Here am your true lub, Susannah, don't you cry." - Chorus. 
I soon will be in de ole Mobile, and dare I'll look around; Oh! should I find Susannah, I shall sink into de ground; But if I do not find her, dis chile will surely die, And when I'm cold and in my grave, Susannah, don't you cry.- Chorus