Lyrics:

I am a man of constant sorrow;
Ive seen trouble all my day
Im going back to california,
Place where I was partly raised.

All through this world, Im bound to ramble.
Through storm and wind, through sleet and rain
Im bound to ride that northern railroad,
Perhaps Ill take the very next train.

Your friends they say I am a stranger.
Youll never see my face no more.
There is just one promise thats given.
Well sail on gods golden shore.

I am a man of constant sorrow,
Ive seen trouble all my day
Im going back to california,
Place where I was partly raised.