In constant sorrow all through his days
I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen trouble all my day
I bid farewell to my old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised
The place where he was born and raised
For six long years I have seen troubles
No pleasures here on earth I found
For in this world I'm bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now
He has no friends to help him now
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
My face you'll never see no more
But there is one promise that is given
I'll meet you on God's golden shore
He'll meet you on God's golden shore