i am a man of constant sorrow i ve seen trouble all my days i bid fair well to old kentucky the place where i was born and raised for six long years i ve been in trouble no pleasure here on earth i find for in this world i m bound to ramble i have no friends to help me now it s fair thee well my own true lover i never expect to see you again for i m bound to ride that northern railroad perhaps i ll die upon this train maybe your friends think i m just a stranger a face you never will see no more but there is one promise that is given i ll meet you on god s golden shore
['appalachian folk', 'banjo', 'bluegrass', 'bluegrass gospel', 'old-time', 'progressive bluegrass']