i am a 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
the pleasures here on earth have found
for in this world i'm bound to ramble
i have no friends to help me now
he has no friends to help me now
yes fare thee well my own true lover
i never expect to see you again
for i'm bound to ride that northern railroad
perhaps he'll die upon this train
perhaps he'll die upon this train
you can bury me in something valley
for many years where i may lay
then you may learn to love another
while i am sleeping in my grave
while he is sleeping in his grave
baby your friends think i'm just a stranger stranger
guess 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
