I'm Troubled

Meeting is pleasure
 And parting is grief
 But a false-hearted lover
 Is worse than a thief
 A thief will just rob you
 And take what you save
 But a false-hearted lover
 Will lead you to the grave
 I'm troubled, I'm troubled
 I'm troubled in mind
 If trouble don't kill me
 Lord I'll live a long time
 The grave will decay you
 And turn you to dust
 Not one girl in a hundred
 That a poor boy can trust
 They'll hug and kiss you
 And tell you more lies
 Than the cross ties on a railroad
 Or the stars in the sky
 I'm troubled, I'm troubled
 I'm troubled in mind
 If trouble don't kill me
 Lord I'll live a long time
 I'm going to Georgia
 I'm going to Rome
 I'm going to Georgia
 Gonna make it my home
 I'm gonna build me a cabin
 On the mountain so high
 Where the wild birds and the turtle doves
 Can hear my sad cry
 I'm troubled, I'm troubled
 I'm troubled in mind
 If trouble don't kill me
 Lord I'll live a long time
 I'm troubled, I'm troubled
 I'm troubled in mind
 If trouble don't kill me
 Lord I'll live a long time