Ralph Stanley - Man Of Constant Sorrow

I am a man of constant sorrow,
I've seen trouble all my day.
I bid farewell to old Kentucky,
The place where I was born and raised.

For six long years I've been in trouble,
No pleasures here on earth I found.
For in this world I'm bound to ramble,
I have no friends to help me now.

Instrumental

It's fare thee well my old lover.
I never expect to see you again.
For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad,
Perhaps I'll die upon this train.

Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
My face, you never will see no more.
But there is one promise that is given
I'll meet you on God's golden shore.