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 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.