Lyrics

I'm going to the western country now Susananna gal I'm going to the western country now Susananna gal How do you make your living now Susananna gal Drinking whiskey and playing cards Susananna gal Someone stole my little black dog I wish they'd bring him back He'd round the big pigs under the fence And the little ones through the crack Hitch your Logan in the lead And Morgan in behind I'm going down that rocky road Gonna see that gal of mine Sixteen horses in my team As I go riding by And if I don't get to old Susananna Lord know the reason why