Oh, Susanna)))
Oh Susannah, don t you cry for me I m gonna get me lots of gold out on the lone prarie Gold is where you ll find it and when I find that stuff I ll dig dig dig dig I ll never get enough I tramp the praries and the plains I trudge each weary mile I tramp trudge trudge tramp until I make my pile Oh Susannah, don t you cry for me I m gonna dig up lots of gold V for victory I m a wagged, wugged, wover of the wild wooly west Of all the things I haven t got I like gold the best Oh it rained all night the day I left The weather was so dry It was so warm I froze to death Susannah don t you cry Oh Susannah, don t you cry for me I m gonna get me lots of gold V for victoooryyyyyy
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