text: I am a man of constant sorrow;
  Ive seen trouble all my day
  Im going back to California
  Place where I was partly raised
  All through this world, Im bound to ramble
  Through storm and wind, through sleet and rain
  Im bound to ride that northern railroad
  Perhaps Ill take the very next train
  Your friends they say I am a stranger
  Youll never see my face no more
  There is just one promise thats given
  Well sail on Gods Golden Shore
  I am a man of constant sorrow
  Ive seen trouble all my day
  Im going back to California
  Place where I was partly raised