Lyrics:

Pity line 'man of constant sorrow'

I am the man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my days
I say goodby to Birmingham
Where I was born and hardly raised
Your mother said that I'm a traveler
I think she ever see no more
But there is one promise to live
I'll see you all on God's golden shores
You sis all ruin it I'm abut to ramble
I see your slow sweet and green
I'm about to take that morning riddle
Perhaps I'll die on that train
I am the man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my days
I say goodby to Birmingham
Where I was born, hardly raised
Yes sounds


Yeah
Getting beck to Birmingham
Where I was born, and where I played
If i know how bad you treat me
Honey I never would have come
Well I'm
I am the man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble I see all my days
I say goodby to Birmingham
Where I was born and hardly raised
Sun
I am the man of constant sorrow