Man of Constant Sorrow

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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 yeasr i've been in trouble No pleasure here on earth i've found For in this owrld i'm bound to ranble I have no friends to help him out Its fare thee well my only lover I never expect to see you again For i've bound to ride that northern railroad Perhaps i'll die upon that train

You can bury me in Sunny Valley
For many years where i may lay
Then you may learn to learn another
While I am sleeping in my grave

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


Man of Constant Sorrow from "O Brother, Where Art Thou?"

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Excellent choice, considering. ;)

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