Man Of Constant Sorrow – Jerry Garcia

I am a man of constant sorrow
I have seen trouble all my days
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The State where I was born and raised

For six long years I’ve been in trouble
No pleasure here on earth I’ve found
For in this world I’m bound to travel
I have no friends to help me now

You may bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I may lay
Then you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave

Maybe your friends think I’m just a stranger
My face you’ll never see no more
But there is one promise that is given
I’ll meet you on God’s golden shore