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

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

It's fair thee well my old blue lover

I never intend to see you again

For I'm bound to ride that Northern Railroad

Perhaps I'll die upon this train