Man of Constant Sorrow

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 it's in this world I'm bound to ramble
I have no friend to help me now

It's fare you well, my own true lover
My face you'll never see again
For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I'll die upon this train

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

Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
My face they'll never see no more
But there is one promise that is given
I'll meet you on that golden shore

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 I was born and raised