MAN OF CONSTANT SORROW
(learned from Bill Briggs and Charlie Brown at Teton Tea Parties;
I am a man of constant sorrow; I have seen trouble all my days;
For six long years I've been in trouble; no pleasure here on earth I've found;
Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger; my face you'll never see no more.
You can bury me in some dark holler for many a year where I may lay,
I always thought I had seen trouble, but now I know it's common run;
So it's fare you well, my own dear lover; I never expect to see you again;
When I am in some lonesome hour, and I'm feeling all alone,
(from miriam berg's folksong collection)
I'm going back to old Kentucky, the place where I was partly raised.
For in this world I'm bound to ramble; I have no friends to help me 'round.
But there is a promise that is given, I'll meet you on God's golden shore.
Then you may learn to love another, while I'm sleeping in my grave.
So I'll hang my head and weep in sorrow just to think what you have done.
I am bound to ride that northern railway; perhaps I'll catch the very next train.
I will weep the briny tears of sorrow, and think of you so far a-gone.