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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 partly raised
Your mother says that I'm 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 and snow, sleet and rain
I'm about to ride that mornin' railroad
Perhaps I'll die on that train
I'm going back to Colorado
Place that I started from
If I'd knowed how bad you'd treat me
Honey, I never would have come
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