I am a man of constant sorrow
I`ve seen trouble all my days
I`ll say goodbye to Colorado
Where I was born and partly raised.
Your mother says I`m a stranger
My face you`ll never see no more
But there`s one promise, darling:
I`ll see you on God`s golden shore.
Through this open world I`m about to trouble
Through ice and snows, sleet and rain
I`m about to ride that morning railroad
Perhaps I`ll die on that train.
I`m going back to Colorado
The place that I started from
If I had known how bad you`d treat me honey
I never would have come.
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