Man of Constant Sorrow

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Man of Constant Sorrow

Bob Dylan

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 that 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 a-bound to ramble
Through ice and snow, sleet and rain
I´m a-bound to ride that morning railroad
Perhaps I´ll die on that train

I´m a-going back to Colorado
The place that I´ve started from
If I´d knowed how bad you´d treat me
Honey, I never would have come

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