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

You can 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