Oh! Susanna
Minstrel song by Stephen Foster (1826-1864), first published in 1848. It is among the most popular American songs ever written. Members of the Western Writers of America chose it as one of the Top 100 Western songs of all time
Одна из самых прославленных песен наших "партнеров". Автор - Стивен Фостер, сочинивший еще немало песен, до сих пор популярных у "партнеров".
А вот с исполнителями - проблема. Не везде обозначены
Tom Roush. Полностью, без изъятий
John McEuen
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Текст (с вариантами)
(Фрагмент с ниггерами нынешние политкорректные козлы и недоумки петь боятся, а потому тупо выкидывают слова из песни)
I come from Alabama with my Banjo on my knee-
I'm goin' 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, do not cry for me;
I come from Alabama, with my Banjo on my knee.
I jumped aboard the telegraph and traveled down the river,
Electric fluid magnified, and killed five hundred Nigger.
The bullgine bust, the horse ran off, I really thought I'd die;
I shut my eyes to hold my breath - Susanna, don't you cry.
I had a dream the other night, when everything was still;
I thought I saw Susanna dear, a comin' down the hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye,
I says, "I've coming from the South" - Susanna, don't you cry.
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, this darkie'll surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried - Susanna, don't you cry.
Modern version
Oh, I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee!
Going to Louisiana, my true love for to see
Oh Susannah! Oh don't you cry for me!
For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death, Susannah don't you cry
Oh Susannah! Oh don't you cry for me!
For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee!
Optional third verse
I had a dream the other night, when everything was still
I thought I saw Susannah dear a-comin' down the hill
A red red rose was in her hand, a tear was in her eye
I said I come from dixieland, Susannah don't you cry!
Oh Susannah! Oh, don't you cry for me!
For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
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 surely about to die,
And when I'm dead and buried-Susanna, don't you cry.
Oh Susannah! Oh, don't you cry for me!
For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
Легкая музыка
Мгновения классики
Одна из самых прославленных песен наших "партнеров". Автор - Стивен Фостер, сочинивший еще немало песен, до сих пор популярных у "партнеров".
А вот с исполнителями - проблема. Не везде обозначены
Tom Roush. Полностью, без изъятий
Click to viewJohn McEuen
Rednex
Текст (с вариантами)
(Фрагмент с ниггерами нынешние политкорректные козлы и недоумки петь боятся, а потому тупо выкидывают слова из песни)
I come from Alabama with my Banjo on my knee-
I'm goin' 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, do not cry for me;
I come from Alabama, with my Banjo on my knee.
I jumped aboard the telegraph and traveled down the river,
Electric fluid magnified, and killed five hundred Nigger.
The bullgine bust, the horse ran off, I really thought I'd die;
I shut my eyes to hold my breath - Susanna, don't you cry.
I had a dream the other night, when everything was still;
I thought I saw Susanna dear, a comin' down the hill.
The buckwheat cake was in her mouth, a tear was in her eye,
I says, "I've coming from the South" - Susanna, don't you cry.
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, this darkie'll surely die,
And when I'm dead and buried - Susanna, don't you cry.
Modern version
Oh, I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee!
Going to Louisiana, my true love for to see
Oh Susannah! Oh don't you cry for me!
For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
It rained all night the day I left, the weather it was dry
The sun so hot I froze to death, Susannah don't you cry
Oh Susannah! Oh don't you cry for me!
For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee!
Optional third verse
I had a dream the other night, when everything was still
I thought I saw Susannah dear a-comin' down the hill
A red red rose was in her hand, a tear was in her eye
I said I come from dixieland, Susannah don't you cry!
Oh Susannah! Oh, don't you cry for me!
For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
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 surely about to die,
And when I'm dead and buried-Susanna, don't you cry.
Oh Susannah! Oh, don't you cry for me!
For I come from Alabama with a banjo on my knee
Легкая музыка
Мгновения классики