Alan Jackson "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... Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |