Sorrow

I am a man of constant sorrow

I've seen trouble all my day

I'm going back to California

Place where I was partly raised

All through this world I'm bound to ramble

Through storm and wind through sleet and rain

I'm bound to ride that northern railroad

Perhaps I'll take the very next train

Your friends they say they say I am a stranger

You'll never see my face no more

There is just one promise that's given

We'll sail on God's Golden Shore

I am a man of constant sorrow

I've seen trouble all my day

I'm going back to California

Place where I was partly raised