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

You're coming home to me, just remember You're coming home to me Anytime you say it with heart Anytime you're falling apart When you're washing the sheets Any stranger you meet When there's somebody waving goodbye It's a world full of bar rooms and

Racks in the safe (safe) Ain't no complaints (nah) Racks in the bank (racks) Fuck what you think (huh?) We got some rank (rank) Leave your ass stank (bow) Robbin' the bank (bank) You was a stranger (stranger) We don't relate (no) racks in the (rack)

Ruby Lee, I show wish you was here with me Staring at shadows on the wall Wish I knew of someone I could call Someone who might understand it all Someone's lying with me in my bed Some stranger who don't understand my head Wish it was you lying here

But I am not a bad man I bet you see a stranger When you look at me When I look in the mirror I know that’s what I see I am not a bad man I want you to know I signed up when I was 19 Now 24 years old

Is this what you wanted to be Alone standing by yourself Is this all you wanted to be It's stranger than fiction How you've decayed It must be so lonely Lost within your ways Or was that a cry for help By yourself, by yourself, by yourself

You better watch out I remember it was late one night In the middle of a dream Woke up in a pool of sweat Thought I heard a scream Ran over to the window sill Stuck my head out for a peek Dressed in black was a man I didn't recognise

You're coming home to me, just remember You're coming home to me Anytime you say it with heart Anytime you're falling apart When you're washing the sheets Any stranger you meet When there's somebody waving goodbye It's a world full of bar rooms and

For suddenly, I saw you there And through foggy London town, The sun was shining everywhere I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue

And hold my hand, and moan again, I'ma hold that ass You the it girl, hey hey, my inspiration My compass spinnin', baby, it's the right destination, oh I got treasure to hide, so let's keep it from the strangers, hey Your waves, they wash all over me