Oh Susanna
I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee I m going to Louisiana, my true love for to see Oh, Susanna, Oh don t you cry for me For I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee It rained all night the day I left The weather it was dry The sun so hot, I froze to death Susanna, don t you cry I had a dream the other night when everything was still I thought I saw Susanna acoming down the hill и так далее NB:
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