I’m from Georgia and my family came from North Carolina after losing land in 1836, so I’m a southerner through and through. I met friends in Chicago and took them down to Georgia. This, was for some reason the song that came in their head. I took them to the Appalachias, a property in Spalding County, Saint Simons, and Lake Lanier. They loved it.
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee, I’m going to Louisiana, my true 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; Susanna, don’t you cry. Oh, Susanna, don’t you cry for me cos’ I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee. had a dream the other night when everything was still, I thought I saw Susanna coming up the hill, A buck wheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye, I said I’m coming from the south, Susanna don’t you cry. I soon will be in New Orleans and then I’ll look around And when I find my Susanna, I’ll fall upon the ground But if I do not find her, this man will surely die And when I’m dead and buried, Susanna don’t you cry.
you forgot: I jumped aboard de telegraph, And trabbled down de riber, De lectric fluid magnified, And killed five hundred {n-word}. De bullgine bust, de horse run off, I realy thought I'd die; I shut my eyes to hold my breath, Susanna, don't you cry.
I come from Alabama With a banjo on my knee ( “Banjo on my knee” he is a minstrel) I’m going to Louisiana My true love for to see It rained all night the day I left (the conflicting lyrics show how his life is upside down) The weather it was dry The sun so hot I froze myself Susanna, don’t you cry Oh! Susanna Oh! don’t you cry for me For I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee I had a dream the other night When everything was still I thought I saw Susanna Coming down the hill The buckwheat cake was in her mouth (Buckwheat cake traditional southern wedding cake in the 1800’s. ) The tear was in her eye (she is wedding to a man she does not truly love for the security of marriage) I said I’m coming from the South Susanna don’t you cry Oh! Susanna Oh! don’t you cry for me For I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee Oh I soon will be in New Orleans and then I’ll look around And when I find my Susanna, I’ll fall upon the ground But if I do not find her, this man will surely die And when I’m dead and buried, Susanna don’t you cry (These lyrics are self explanatory if you view them as a love shattered) Oh! Susanna Oh! don’t you cry for me For I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee (x2)
Old Zack, he came to Utah, way back in seventy three, A right good Mormon gentleman and a bishop too was he. He drove a locomotive for the D. and R. G., With women he was popular, as popular as could be. And when he'd whistle *train whistle* Mamma'd understand That Zack was headed homeward on the Denver and Rio Grande.
Heather, this is beautiful!! I'd love to include a small snippet at the beginning of a literary podcast I help produce. We would certainly credit you! Please reach out if this is a possibility. Thanks!!
Coelhinho quando anda faz com as patinhas assim Mexe, mexe com as orelhas O rabinho para o ar Oh coelhinho, sua vida é pular Mexe, mexe com as orelhas O rabinho para o ar
Here’s the version of the original lyrics which I rewrote to not include offensive language. Oh, I come from Alabama With my banjo on my knee I'm going to Louisiana My true love for to see Oh 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 CHORUS: Oh! Susanna, oh! don't you cry for me, For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee. Oh I jumped aboard the telegraph, And traveled down the river, The current's force magnified, Made me quake and shiver; The engine broke, the horse ran off, I truly thought I'd die, I shut my eyes and held my breath, Susanna, don't you cry. CHORUS: Oh! Susanna, oh! don't you cry for me, For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee. I had a dream the other night, When everything was still; I thought I saw Susanna, She was coming down the hill. A buckwheat cake was in her mouth,A tear were in her eye, She said she's coming from the South, Susanna, don't you cry. CHORUS: Oh! Susanna, oh! don't you cry for me, For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee. Soon, I'll be in New Orleans, And then I'II look around, And when I find Susanna, ‘I’ll fall upon the ground. But if I do not find her, This man will surely die, and when I'm dead and buried, Susanna, don't you cry.
The song was written in 1841, so it is public domain, so you can play it and record it with no legal issues, but this specific recording is technically someone's property. So ask them for permission
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Is this public domain? Wondering if I could use it in a UA-cam video! We're doing a "down home Christmas" one man show that will be posted for all to enjoy.
Heather Walton - can I use this audio as background for a community theatre play? It's a locally written play about Lincoln - the scene following has a bunch of Stephen Douglas supporters singing a campaign song written to this tune a capella...it would be a nice setup.
I’m from Georgia and my family came from North Carolina after losing land in 1836, so I’m a southerner through and through. I met friends in Chicago and took them down to Georgia. This, was for some reason the song that came in their head. I took them to the Appalachias, a property in Spalding County, Saint Simons, and Lake Lanier. They loved it.
super Song 🤠👍👍👍 i love the southern states and music . i love your country 💖
greetings from Germany
Version 1848 oder ohne Strophe 2 ?
Hallo!
I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee,
I’m going to Louisiana, my true 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; Susanna, don’t you cry.
Oh, Susanna, don’t you cry for me
cos’ I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee.
had a dream the other night when everything was still,
I thought I saw Susanna coming up the hill,
A buck wheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye,
I said I’m coming from the south, Susanna don’t you cry.
I soon will be in New Orleans and then I’ll look around
And when I find my Susanna, I’ll fall upon the ground
But if I do not find her, this man will surely die
And when I’m dead and buried, Susanna don’t you cry.
🤦♂️🙇♂️😨😭😤🤯
Appearently there are racist lyrics in the original
you forgot:
I jumped aboard de telegraph,
And trabbled down de riber,
De lectric fluid magnified,
And killed five hundred {n-word}.
De bullgine bust, de horse run off,
I realy thought I'd die;
I shut my eyes to hold my breath,
Susanna, don't you cry.
i think, this is the best version
Oh Big Bubba!
Yes!!
Listening is to be happy in my mind
How sweet this music.play very nicely.thanks for uploading . from West Bengal
Beautiful, great job. Thanks a lot for posting.
Jako lepa melodija, najbolja na svetu. Ovo je moj pokojni otac svirao u prim tamburicu.
O susana nu plange pentru mine. Osa aduc asa mult aur
Poetic
música muito linda nota mil
This is beautiful
Yes
Beautiful
We Indians got introduced to American Culture in our childhood via these Southern songs
I love this song...❤️❤️❤️❤️
very good!
Yee haw I love this song
👏👏👏👏 for All suzannas......
me gusta la canción
I come from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee ( “Banjo on my knee” he is a minstrel)
I’m going to Louisiana
My true love for to see
It rained all night the day I left (the conflicting lyrics show how his life is upside down)
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze myself
Susanna, don’t you cry
Oh! Susanna
Oh! don’t you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I had a dream the other night
When everything was still
I thought I saw Susanna
Coming down the hill
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth (Buckwheat cake traditional southern wedding cake in the 1800’s. )
The tear was in her eye (she is wedding to a man she does not truly love for the security of marriage)
I said I’m coming from the South
Susanna don’t you cry
Oh! Susanna
Oh! don’t you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
Oh I soon will be in New Orleans and then I’ll look around
And when I find my Susanna, I’ll fall upon the ground
But if I do not find her, this man will surely die
And when I’m dead and buried, Susanna don’t you cry (These lyrics are self explanatory if you view them as a love shattered)
Oh! Susanna
Oh! don’t you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
(x2)
Red Dead Redemption 2 ❤😍
I obviously knew the song beforehand, but yeah, thats why i came. What a banger game btw
no.
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Excelente música
Hello! 😀 I loved It! 👍👏
Old Zack, he came to Utah, way back in seventy three,
A right good Mormon gentleman and a bishop too was he.
He drove a locomotive for the D. and R. G.,
With women he was popular, as popular as could be.
And when he'd whistle *train whistle* Mamma'd understand
That Zack was headed homeward on the Denver and Rio Grande.
Best ringtone ever 🤠
1:46
Pues claro...cabalgando por el legendario Viejo Oeste; viajaré desde Alabama con mi banjo para tí!!!
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@@Blaze_Leaf10 xdxd (I'm from Argentina, South América, Sorry for my english :c
Mixue ahhhhhhhh
Mixue
El salvaje oeste a bailar y disfrutar
❤️❤️❤️❤️
Heather, this is beautiful!! I'd love to include a small snippet at the beginning of a literary podcast I help produce. We would certainly credit you! Please reach out if this is a possibility. Thanks!!
蜜雪冰城。。。
Coelhinho quando anda faz com as patinhas assim
Mexe, mexe com as orelhas
O rabinho para o ar
Oh coelhinho, sua vida é pular
Mexe, mexe com as orelhas
O rabinho para o ar
prontoooo
It's great!
Wow
If I had written my own version. I would've called it "Oh Maddie"
Lol that's the name of my gf
One thousandth like
Here’s the version of the original lyrics which I rewrote to not include offensive language.
Oh, I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana
My true love for to see
Oh 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
CHORUS:
Oh! Susanna, oh! don't you cry for me,
For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
Oh I jumped aboard the telegraph, And traveled down the river, The current's force magnified, Made me quake and shiver; The engine broke, the horse ran off, I truly thought I'd die, I shut my eyes and held my breath, Susanna, don't you cry.
CHORUS:
Oh! Susanna, oh! don't you cry for me,
For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
I had a dream the other night, When everything was still; I thought I saw Susanna, She was coming down the hill. A buckwheat cake was in her mouth,A tear were in her eye, She said she's coming from the South, Susanna, don't you cry.
CHORUS:
Oh! Susanna, oh! don't you cry for me,
For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.
Soon, I'll be in New Orleans, And then I'II look around, And when I find Susanna,
‘I’ll fall upon the ground. But if I do not find her, This man will surely die, and when I'm dead and buried, Susanna, don't you cry.
Hello everyone ... can I use this as background track without having the claim of copyright ?.
I will give credits to the artist.
The song was written in 1841, so it is public domain, so you can play it and record it with no legal issues, but this specific recording is technically someone's property. So ask them for permission
Verygood
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It's my ringbell tune ! 😂
👍
the best version...
Oregon Trail II
This is the "Annoy all Bucky McBoingBoings" Song
reflek nyanyi ni ai wo
Oh Big Box Mart...
Oh, Big Bubba…
I recommend putting the speed on 0.75x
Mixue : 🤨
this sog is nice
Bluey brought me here
mixue got music from this music
(who didnt know what is mixue is a ice cream in chnia)
Is this public domain? Wondering if I could use it in a UA-cam video! We're doing a "down home Christmas" one man show that will be posted for all to enjoy.
¡Oh Susana! it's a beautiful song, but itsnt a Christmas carol. Idon´t know if it is a public domain.
The song is but the recording is gray area
I came from a Drew Gooden video. 😂
I just made you get to 700 subscribers!!!!
1,25x
another normal speed
ΕΙΜΑΙ ΕΔΩ ΑΠΟ Luben 😎 ΣΚΥΛΙΙΙΙΙΙ
Heather Walton - can I use this audio as background for a community theatre play? It's a locally written play about Lincoln - the scene following has a bunch of Stephen Douglas supporters singing a campaign song written to this tune a capella...it would be a nice setup.
Hallo
WEEJUS! Sneff? WEEJUS! Sneff?
Hiha cowboy
Aló grc ea grc aló bailo today esto el can can mayorets
Q
I want you to slow a bit...
Mixue