(First release?Traditional, arranged by Bob Dylan)
I´m a man of constant sorrow, I´ve seen trouble all my days.
I´ll say goodbye to Colorado Where I was born and partly raised.
Your mother says I´m a stranger; My face you´ll never see no more. But there´s one promise, darling, I´ll see you on Gods golden shore.
Through this open world I´m a-bound to ramble, Through ice and snows, sleet and rain, I´m a-bound to ride that mornin´ railroad, Perhaps I´ll die on that train.
I´m going back to Colorado, The place that I´ve started from. If I´d knowed how bad you´d treat me, Honey I never would have come.