I am a man of constant sorrow I've seen trouble 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 pleasures here on earth I found For in this world I'm bound to ramble I have no friends to help me now.
~~~~♫♫♫ ~~~~ It's fare thee well my old 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.
You may bury me in some deep valley For many years where I may lay Then 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.
