Oh, Suzannah`s bedraggled but she Still wears the locket `round her neck. She`s got a picture on the table Of a man who is young and able.
Oh, Suzannah`s gonna cry, Oh, Suzannah`s still alive. Whiskey or gin, that`s alright, When there`s nothing in her bed at night She sleeps with the covers down, Hopin` that somebody gets in. Doesn`t matter what she does, She knows that she can`t win. Oh, Suzannah`s gonna cry.
She`s got a doll with one eye, That always cries when she gets some sleep She`s waiting for a soldier to come home, But she`ll cry and never die.
Oh, Suzannah`s gonna cry, Oh, Suzannah`s still alive. Whiskey or gin, that`s alright, When there`s nothing in her bed at night She sleeps with the covers down, Hopin` that somebody gets in. Doesn`t matter what she does, She knows that she can`t win. Oh, Suzannah`s still alive.
Oh, Suzannah`s gonna cry, Oh, Suzannah`s still alive. Oh, Suzannah`s still alive.