I am a man of constant sorrow I've seen troubles all my day I bid farewell to old Kentucky The place where I 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.
Its fare you well my own true lover I never expect to see you again For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad Perhaps I'll die upon this train
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger My face they'll never see no more But there is one promise that is given I'll meet you on that golden shoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
