Now meeting is pleasure and parting is grief
But a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief
A thief can but rob you and take what you've saved
But a false-hearted lover will take you to your grave

I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind
If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time

The grave will detain you and turn you to dust
Ain't a girl in a million and a poor boy can trust
They'll hug you, they'll kiss you, they'll tell you more lies
Then the cross ties on a railroad or the stars in the skies

I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind
If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time

I'm going to Georgia I'm going to roam
I'm going to Georgia gonna make it my home
Gonna build me a cabin on the mountains so high
Where the wild birds and the turtle doves will hear my sad cry

I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind
If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time
I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind
If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time