| D | A | D | ||
| In | constant | sor | row all through his | days |
| D | G | ||
| I | Am A Man Of Constant | Sor | row |
| A | D | ||
| I’ve seen | trouble | all my | day. |
| G | ||
| I bid farewell to old Ken | tuck | y |
| A | D | |||
| The place where | I | was born and | rais | ed. |
| A | D | |||
| The place where | he | was born and | rais | ed |
| D | G | ||
| For | six long years I’ve been in | troub | le |
| A | D | ||
| No pleasures | here | on earth I | found |
| G | ||
| For in this world I’m bound to | ram | ble |
| A | D | ||
| I have no | friends | to help me | now. |
| A | D | ||
| He has no | friends | to help him | now |
| D | G | ||
| It’s | fare thee well my old | lov | er |
| A | D | ||
| I never ex | pect | to see you a | gain |
| G | ||
| For I’m bound to ride that northern | rail | road |
| A | D | ||
| Perhaps I’ll | die | upon this | train. |
| A | D | ||
| Perhaps he’ll | die | upon this | train. |
| D | G | |
| You | can bury me in some deep | valley |
| A | D | ||
| For many | years | where I may | lay |
| G | ||
| Then you may learn to love a | not | her |
| A | D | ||
| While I am | sleeping | in my | grave. |
| A | D | ||
| While he is | sleeping | in his | grave. |
| D | G | ||
| May | be your friends think I’m just a | stran | ger |
| A | D | ||
| My face you’ll | nev | er see no | more. |
| G | ||
| But there is one promise that is | giv | en |
| A | D | ||
| I’ll meet you | on | God’s golden | shore. |
| A | D | ||
| He’ll meet you | on | God’s golden | shore.. |