Goodnight Irene or Susana don't cry for me I'm going to California I'll see you in my dream And black oak savanna black oak savanna I rode into town on a Sunday Black tie and tails on a donkey I rode into town with banjo on my knee Those times are kind of funky And black oak savanna black oak savanna And black oak savanna black oak savanna When I left the prairies I headed East I was a stranger then in a city of trees And black oak savanna black oak savanna And black oak savanna black oak savanna