I am a man of constant sorrow
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I've seen trouble all my days
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I'll say goodbye to Colorado
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Where I was born and partly raised.
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Your mother says I'm a stranger
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My face you'll never see no more
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But there's one promise, darling:
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I'll see you on God's golden shore.
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Through this open world I'm about to trouble
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Through ice and snows, sleet and rain
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I'm about to ride that morning railroad
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Perhaps I'll die on that train.
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I'm going back to Colorado
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The place that I started from
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If I had known how bad you'd treat me honey
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I never would have come.
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Man Of Constant Sorrow
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| Bob Dylan |
