I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen troubles all my days
I'm going back to California
Place where I was born and raised
All through this world I'm bound to ramble
Through storm and wind, through sleet and rain
I'm bound to catch that northern railroad
Perhaps I'll take the very next train
Your friends they say I am a stranger
You'll never see my face no more
There is just one thing
We'll stay on God's golden shore
I am a man of constant sorrow
I've seen troubles all my days
I'm going back to California
Place where I was born and raised