I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee
I'm going to Louisiana,
My true love for to see
It rained all night
The day I left
The weather it was dry
The sun so hot,
I froze to death
Susanna, don't you cry
Oh, Susanna,
Oh don't you cry for me
For I come from Alabama
With my banjo on my knee...
A visiting professor, at the University of Alabama, was giving a seminar on the supernatural.
To get a feel for his audience, he asked. "How many people here, believe in ghosts?"
Approximately ninety of the students raised their hands.
"Well that's a good start. Out of those of you who believe in ghosts, do any of you think you've ever seen a ghost?"
About forty students raised their hands.
"That's really good. I'm glad you are taking this seriously. Has anyone here ever spoken to a ghost?"
Fifteen students raised their hands.
"That's a great response. Has anyone here ever touched a ghost?"
To this, three students raised their hands.
"That's fantastic. But let me ask you one one last question ... Have any of you, ever made love to a ghost?"
One student in the back raised his hand.
The professor was astonished. He took off his glasses, took a step back, and said, "Son,in all the years I've been giving this lecture, no one has ever claimed to have slept with a ghost. You've got to come up here and tell us about your experience."
The Alabama student replied, "It's quite common in our part of the state" and began to make his way up to the podium.
The professor said, "Well, tell us what it's like to have sex with a Ghost."
The student replied, "Ghost?!? I thought you said 'goat!'"
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