Man of Constant Sorrow

In constant sorrow through his days
 I am the 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
 The place where he was born and raised
 For six long years I've been in trouble
 No pleasure here on earth I found
 For in this world I'm bound to ramble
 I have no friends to help me now
 He has no friends to help him now
 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
 Perhaps he'll die upon this train
 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
 While he is sleeping in his grave
 Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger
 My face you'll never see no more
 But there is one promise that is given
 I'll meet you on God's golden shore
 He'll meet you on God's golden shore