I'm A Man Of Constant Sorrow

I am a man of constant sorrow
 I've seen trouble all my days
 I bid farewell to old Kentucky
 The place where I was born and raised
 For six long years I've been in trouble
 No pleasure here on earth I find
 For in this world I'm bound to ramble
 I have no friends to help me now
 It's fare thee well my own true lover
 I never expect to see you again
 For I'm bound to ride that Northern railroad
 Perhaps I'll die upon this train
 You can bury me in some deep valley
 For many years where I may lay
 Then you may learn to love another
 While I am sleeping in my grave
 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