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 borned 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 you well, my own true lover I never expect to see you again For I'm bound to ride that northern railroad 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 will see no more But there is one promise that is given I'll meet you on God's golden shore