Man of Constant Sorrow Lyrics

Stanley Ralph
Man of Constant Sorrow
Man of Constant Sorrow
I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my days.
I bid fair well 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 find.
For in this world I'm bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now.

It's fair 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 upon this train.

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