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 prob'ly raised Your mother says I am a stranger My face you'll never see no more But there's one promise darling I'll see you on God's golden

I know it's a shame Tell me it's okay Lately I've been thinking about the past How there is no holding back No point in wasting sorrow On things that won't be here tomorrow But you and I well, we don't need to speak It's the secret that we keep

Doing alright Yesterday my life was in ruin Gotta feeling, I should be doing alright Should be waiting for the sun Now today I know what I'm doing Where will I be this time tomorrow Jumped in joy or sinking in sorrow Anyway, I should be doing alright

Oh, I wish that I could hurt that way again. Oh, I wish that I could hurt that way again At least I had you every now and then And in between the sorrow At least there was tomorrow And as long as there's tomorrow There's no end Oh, I wish that we could

My sorrow (I swallow) Follow me (Oh hell no) Was it me? (I swallow) Forget me (I don't know) Always I'm locked in my head

Silver threads and golden needles Cannot mend this heart of mine And I dare not drown my sorrows In the warm glow of your mind You can't buy my love with money 'Cause I ain't never was that kind I don't want your lonely mansion With a tear in every room

Let it rain, let it rain, The rain is falling through the mist of sorrow that surrounded me. The sun could never thaw away the the bliss that lays around me. Let your love rain down on me. Let it rain, rain, rain. Her life was like a desert flower

All the wasted words I said In all the cities that I left The last act of our precious play Must not close with regret (regret) All the wasted words There are days when sorrow seems never-ending Like the countless roads upon which I've driven The price

Where my sorrow goes, there I'll be Water runs up through my door And washed me clean of my childhood Dirt on the floor, a reminder Well I can't tell you I'm not at all afraid Crossing that river again on a boat Takes in more than it floats on above And

Ye hum ho la lo Kwela man Ye hum ho la la Kwela, Kwela You gave it your life Long ago there was a sound in the night Kwela man, singing under the street light A cheap guitar, he gave his sorrow a smile And he sowed his songs in the alley ways mile upon