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.
