Sorrow
I am a man of constant sorrowI've seen trouble all my dayI'm going back to CaliforniaPlace where I was partly raised
All through this world, I'm bound to rambleThrough storm and wind, through sleet and rainI'm bound to ride that northern railroadPerhaps I'll take the very next train
Your friends they say I am a strangerYou'll never see my face no moreThere is just one promise that's givenWe'll sail on God's Golden Shore
I am a man of constant sorrowI've seen trouble all my dayI'm going back to CaliforniaPlace where I was partly raised