(Constant sorrow through his days)
I am the man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble on 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 find
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)
Hey it's fair the well my old true lover
I never expect to see you again
Oh, I'm bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I'll die upon this train
(Perhaps I'll die upon this train)
You can bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I'll be laid
And you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
My face you'll never see no more
But there is one promise that is given
I'll meet you on God's golden shore
(He'll meet you on God's golden shore)