I come from Alabama with my 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.
63 posted on 05/26/2013 12:44:44 AM PDT by metmom
(For freedom Christ has set us free; stand firm therefore & do not submit again to a yoke of slavery)