The man on the Flyingtrapeze
|The man on the flying trapeze
He floats through the air with the greatest of ease.
The daring young man on the flying trapeze.
His actions are graceful, all girls he does please.
And my love he has stolen away.
Oh, I come from Alabama my banjo on my knee.
And I'm going to Louisiana, my true love for to see.
Wee, it rained all night the day I left. The weather it was dry.
The sun to hot, I froze to death.
Susanna, don't you cry.
Oh, susanna! Oh, don't your cry for me.
For I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee.