Lyrics:

In constant sorrow, all through his days**lf****lf**I am a man of constant sorrow**lf**I''ve seen trouble all my days**lf**I bid farewell to old Kentucky**lf**The place where I was born and raised**lf****lf**The place where he was born and raised**lf****lf**For six long years I''ve been in trouble**lf**No pleasure here on earth I found**lf**For in this world I''m bound to ramble**lf**I have no friends to help me now**lf****lf**He has no friends to help him now**lf****lf**It''s fare thee well, my old true lover**lf**I never expect to see you again**lf**For I''m bound to ride that northern railroad**lf**Perhaps I''ll die upon this train**lf****lf**Perhaps he''ll die upon this train**lf****lf**You can bury me in some deep valley**lf**For many years where I may lay**lf**Then you may learn to love another**lf**While I am sleeping in my grave**lf****lf**While he is sleeping in his grave**lf****lf**Maybe your friends think I''m just a stranger**lf**My face you never will see no more**lf**But there is one promise that is given**lf**I''ll meet you on God''s golden shore**lf****lf**He''ll meet you on God''s golden shore