In constant sorrow, through his days
I am a 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 pleasures here
On earth I've found
For in this world
I'm bound to rumble
I have no friends to help me now
He has no friends to help him now
Maybe your friends think
I'm just a stranger
A face you'll never see no more
But there is one problem
A promise that he's given
I'll meet you on God's golden shore
He'll meet you on God's golden shore