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I am a girl of constant sorrow |
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I've seen trouble all my days |
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I'm going back to California |
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The place I was born and partly raised |
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All through this world I'm about to trouble |
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Through sun and wind and drought and rain |
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I'm about to ride the west railways |
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Perhaps I'll die the very next train |
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Your friends meeting the time is stranger |
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My face you'll never see no more |
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But there's one promise, then is given |
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I'll see you on God's golden shore |
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I am a girl of constant sorrow |
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I've seen trouble all my days |
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I'm going back to California |
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The place I was born and partly raised |