Man Of Constant Sorrow

I am a man of constant sorrow,

I've seen trouble all my days

I'll say goodbye to Colorado,

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 a-bound to ramble

I have no friends to help me now

It's fare thee 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 on that 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

Your mother says that I'm a stranger

My face you'll never see no more

But there's one promise I will give you

I'll meet you on God's golden shore