Oh, I come from Californey…

with my car keys on my knee
i’m a-goin’ ’cross the country
up to washington, dc

The fog rolled in the day i left

the sun shone through the sky

the cars so slow, i sped to death
susanna don’t you cry

Oh, susanna! now don’t you cry for me
for i’m driving up the 85, to washington, dc

’Round richmond does the highway yield
to highway 95
the lanes merge like a battlefield
susanna don’t you cry

Oh, susanna! now don’t you cry for me
for i’m driving up the 95, to washington, dc