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I am a man of constant sorrow |
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I've seen trouble all my days |
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I'll say goodbye to Colorado |
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Where I was born and prob'ly raised |
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Your mother says, I am a stranger |
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My face you'll never see no more |
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But there's one promise, darling |
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I'll see you on God's golden shore |
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Through this open world I'm about to ramble |
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Through ice, snow, sleet and rain |
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I am about to rob the mornin' railroad |
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Perhaps I'll die on that train |
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I'm goin' back to Colorado |
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Place that I started from |
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If I'd knowed how bad you'd treat me |
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Honey, I never would have come |
