Where Do I Go from Here

Well, I came from Alabama

With a banjo on my knee

I'm goin' to Louisiana

My true love for to see.



It had rained all night the day I left

The weather it was dry

The son so hot I froze to death

Susanna, don't you cry.



I got a long way to go

I sure feel it now

Deep down in these dusty clothes

Through another town

Backed up with capricious souls

I got a long way to go.



I got a lot left to say

To the empty seat

The stood beside me through the fray

To the midnight moon

Who saw it fit to light my way

I got a lot left to say.



Chorus:

But where do I got from here

When I'm lost out on the road

And the way's not clear

To find my way back home

I need to hear

The only voice that leads me on

So I can find my way back to you.



I had a dream the other night

When everything was still

I thought I saw Susanna

Comin' down the hill.



A buckwheat cake was in her mouth

A tear was in her eye

Says I'm comin' from the south

Susanna, don't you cry



Chorus:

But where do I got from here

When I'm lost out on the road

And the way's not clear

To find my way back home

I need to hear

The only voice that leads me on

So I can find my way back to you.



Soon we'll be in New Orleans

Then I'll look around

And when I find Susanna

I'll fall down on the ground.



And if I do not find her

Then I shall surley die

And when I'm dead and buried

Susanna, don't you cry for me...