[bad word] from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
My [bad word] love for to see.
It rained all night the day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot, I froze to death
Susannah, don't you cry.

Oh, Susannah,
Oh don't you cry for me
For [bad word] from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee.

I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamed I saw Susannah dear [bad word] down the hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth
The tear was in her eye
Says I, [bad word] from the south,
Susannah, don't you cry.”

Oh, Susannah,
Oh don't you cry for me
For [bad word] from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee. [bad word] from A-la-ba-ma 
With a ban-jo on my knee, 
I'm going to Lou-i-siana, 
My [bad word] love for to see. 

Oh, Su-san-nah, oh, 
Don't you cry for me, 
For [bad word] from A-la-ba-ma 
With a ban-jo on my knee.