Tia Blake
I’m a Man of Constant Sorrow
I am a man of constant sorrow
And I've seen troubles all my days
I'm going back to California
A place where I was partly raised
Your friends may say that I'm a stranger
My face you'll never see no more
There is just one promise that's given
We'll sail along God's golden shore
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All through this world I'm bound to ramble
Through sun and wind and driving rain
I'm bound to ride that Northern railroad
Perhaps I'll take the very next train
I am a man of constant sorrow
And I've seen troubles all my days
There is just one promise that's given
We'll sail along God's golden shore