Man Of Constant Sorrow - Joan Baez

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

Through this open world I’m a-bound to ramble

Through ice and snows, sleet and rain

I’m abound to ride that mornin' railroad

Perhaps I’ll die upon that train

Your mother says that I’m a stranger

A face you’ll never see no more

But here’s one promise to you

I’ll see you on God’s golden shore

I’m goin' back Colorado

Place that I’ve started from

If I’d knowed how bad you’d treat me

Never now would have come