| I am a man of constant sorrow
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| I’ve seen trouble all my day
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| I bid farewell to old Kentucky
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| The place where I was born and raised
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| (The place where he was born and raised)
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| For six long years I’ve been in trouble
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| No pleasures here on earth I found
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| For in this world, I’m bound to ramble
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| I have no friends to help me now
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| (He has no friends to help him now)
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| It’s fair thee well, my old true lover
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| I never expected to see you again
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| For I’m bound to ride that Northern Railroad
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| Perhaps I’ll die upon this train
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| (Perhaps he’ll die upon this train)
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| You can bury me in some deep valley
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| For many years where I may lay
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| Then you may learn to love another
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| While I am sleeping in my grave
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| (While he is sleeping in his grave)
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| Maybe your friends think I’m just a stranger
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| My face you’ll never see no more
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| But there is one promise that is given
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| I’ll meet you on God’s golden shore
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| (He'll meet you on God’s golden shore)
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| Constant sorrow
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| Constant sorrow
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| Constant sorrow
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| Constant sorrow
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| Constant sorrow
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| Constant sorrow |