The Singing Scoutmaster: I Am A Man Of Constant Sorrow

GI am a man of constant Csorrow

I've seen Dtrouble D7all my Gdays.

GI bid farewell to old CKentucky

The place where DI was D7born and Graised.

(The place where Dhe was D7born and Graised. )

GFor six long years I've been in Ctrouble

No pleasure Dhere D7on earth I've Gfound.

GFor in this world I'm bound to Cramble

I have no Dfriends D7to help me Gnow.

(He has no Dfriends D7to help him Gnow. )

GIt's fare thee well my own true Clover

I never Dexpect D7to see you Gagain.

GFor I'm bound to ride that Northern Crailroad

Perhaps I'll Ddie D7upon this Gtrain.

(Perhaps he'll Ddie D7upon that Gtrain. )

GYou can bury me in some deep Cvalley

For many Dyears D7where I may Glay.

GThen you may learn to love Canother

While I am Dsleeping D7in my Ggrave.

(While he is Dsleeping D7in his Ggrave. )

GMaybe your friends think I'm just a Cstranger

My face you Dnever D7will see Gagain.

GBut there is one promise that is Cgiven,

I'll meet you Don D7God's golden Gshore.

(He'll meet you Don D7God's golden Gshore. )