It gets too quiet at night, without any raindrops to hear And my refridgerator seems lonely, without any beer But, there’s a yellow glow from the moon, falling down on me And, a memory of an old tune, that you used to sing Oh, Susannah, my darling, wherever you are now Please don’t you worry, I’m gonna make it somehow And, I still have the six-string, that you lent me money for Oh, someday I will bring, a new song to your door Now, here comes the rain afterall, I wish you could hear this thunder roar Oh, someday I will bring, a new song to your door Somewhere in Alabama, at a discount store I saw a shiny diamond ring, I’m getting close to afford Now, I remember in the prairie, you told me ‘you didn’t need anything more’ But, someday I will bring a new song to your door And, I’ll wipe t