Man Of Constant Sorrow

In constant sorrow, through all his days

I am the man of constant sorrow

I've seen trouble all my days

I bid farewell to old Kentucky

The place where I was born and raised The place where he was born and raised

For six long years I've been in trouble No pleasure here on earth I've found

For in this world I'm bound to ramble I have no friends to help me now

He has no friends to help him now

It's fare thee well, my old true lover Never expect to see you again

For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad Perhaps I'll die upon this train

Who have to die upon this train?

You can bury me in some deep valley

For many years where I may lay

And you may learn to love another

While I am sleepin' in my grave While he is sleepin' in his grave

Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger My face you will see no more

But there is one promise that is given

I'll meet you on God's golden shore

We'll meet you on God's golden shore!