I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana
My trouble a far to see
And it rained all night
The day left and the way, the way was bone dry
And the sun was so hot
I drove myself
I drove myself
And back in
And I said Susanna, don't you clone yourself cause I'm watching every little piece of flesh on you, darling
And I made you honey from my clay
So Susanna, don't you cry
I said Susanna, I made you from my flesh
No matter what your daddy did to you
My little earth girl
I said you're my daughter, sweet girl
So Susanna, don't you cry
A la la na na ah ah ah
A la la na na ah ah ah
Come on, go

I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for every little girl's oh, sweet thing
I'm gonna set it free, oh girls
I said Susanna, oh don't you hide yourself
I know you're bone dry, sweet girls
But I made you, girl
Your little flesh
Oh no, Susanna your daddy's got no
Got no claim to sweet girl
Susanna, don't you cry
I said, Susanna don't you cry

goes to Little Amsterdam