Mike Moxcey ©2005

2. I had a dream the other night when everything was still.
    I dreamed I saw my gal Susanne, she was coming around the hill.
    A buckwheat cake was in her mouth a tear was in her eye.
    I said, "I'm bound for Dixieland, Susanna don't you cry."
3. I soon will be in New Orleans and then I'll look all around,
    and when I find Susanna I'll fall upon the ground.
    But if I do not find her then I will surely die,
    and when I'm dead and buried, Susanna don't you cry.