(traditional arr. by Rod Stewart). 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 shore. Through this open world I'm about to ramble. Through ice snow sleet and rain. I am about to rob the mornin' railroad. Perhaps I'll die on that train. I'm goin' back to Colorado. Place that I started from. If I'd knowed how bad you'd treat me. Honey I never would have come.