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Perhaps this is why! That old song ...

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O, Susanna,
O, don't you cry for me,
I've come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee.
O, Susanna,
O, don't you cry for me,
'Cause I'm goin' to Louisiana,
My true love for to see.

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I had a dream the other night
When ev'rything was still;
I thought I saw Susanna
A-comin' down the hill;
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth,
The tear was in her eye;
Says I, I'm comin' from the south,
Susanna, don't you cry.