Verse 1

Well I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee

I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see

It rained all night the day I left

The weather it was dry

Sun so hot I froze to death

Susanna, don't you cry

Chorus

Oh, Susanna

Don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Verse 2

I had a dream the other night

When everything was still

I dreamed I saw my girl Susanne

She was coming around the hill

The buckwheat cake was in her mouth

A tear was in her eye

I said I come from Dixie girl

Suzanna, don't you cry

Chorus

Oh, Susanna

Now, don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with the banjo on my knee

Yeah Oh, Susanna

Now, don't you cry for me

‘Cause I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee

Words & Music by Stephen Foster (D.P)

Arrangement by

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

There’s more pretty girls than one

There’s more pretty girls than one

Any old town that I ramble around in

There’s more pretty girls than one

Mama talked to me last night

She gave me some good advice

Said that I should quit

This rambling all around

And marry me a sweet loving wife

There’s more pretty girls than one

There’s more pretty girls than one

Any old town that I ramble around in

There’s more pretty girls than one

So look down that old lonesome road

Hang down your head and cry

I’m thinking about all those pretty girls

And hoping that I’ll never die

There’s more pretty girls than one

There’s more pretty girls than one

Any old town that I ramble around in

There’s more pretty girls than one

I DON'T MATTER ANYWAY
VERSE
There’s a rumor goin’ round this little town
Say you’re gonna throw my love away
Well tell me where do you get off
I’m the one having second thoughts
And I don’t think we can last another day

CHORUS
So We can talk about it
We can sleep on it
But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face
Cause I’m beginnin’ to see

What you don’t mean to me
And it really doesn’t matter anyway

VERSE
You’ve got a new boyfriend, and I’m real free
Let’s just call a spade a spade
I’m eatin’ real well, and takin’ care of myself
It’s something I gave up on along the way

CHORUS
So we can talk about it
We can sleep on it
But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face
Cause I’m beginnin’ to see

What you don’t mean to me
And it really doesn’t matter anyway

REPEAT CHORUS
We can talk about it
We can sleep on it
But I ain’t gonna meet you face to face
Cause I’m beginnin’ to see

What you don’t mean to me

And it really doesn’t matter anyway

No it really doesn’t matter anyway