Sweet Delta Rose

Oh, Susanna, I'm alone again

You're in Louisianne till Lord knows when

I'm stuck up here where the firewheels grow

Waitin' on word from my Sweet Delta Rose

We coasted into town on fumes

Off a two-night-stand in Baton Rouge

And no columbine or blushing bride

Has shown me colors you shined that night

April showers, bright May blooms

Tangled satin sheets, discoverin' tattoos

Now I can be a gypsy and your darling too

But I'd rather swim through your shade of blue

But as it goes, I'll wait on those

Tender hands to pin me on a rose

And I'll cut you magnolia and pack my bags

And bring Oklahoma to Louisianne

Oh, Susanna, we've got our scars

Some in the daylight, some in the dark

And if yours are healin' slow

I'll be right here 'neath the afterglow

'Cause as it goes, I'll wait on those

Tender hands to pin me on a rose

And I'll cut you magnolia and pack my bags

And bring Oklahoma to Louisianne

Yeah, as it goes, I'm steady as an oak

Waitin' on the word of my Sweet Delta Rose