Man of Constant Sorrow

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

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

It's fair thee well, my old blue lover
I never intend to see you again
For I'm bound to ride that Northern Railroad
Perhaps I'll die upon this train