Lyrics: I'm a man of constant sorrow Hard luck and bad news are always at my door I'm headed back to the Pacific shore Place where I was born And the place where I did hardly grow
I'm a rambler and rambling is my fate And rambling is the only life I know Through the rain the sleet and the snow I'm bound to be out on that interstate Headed on to the next toll-man's gate 'Cause rambling is the rambler's state
Your friends say that I'm strange But now I'm never gonna see your face But I'll see you in the other place I promise that I will See you on the other range
I'm a rambler, oh darling can't you tell? And that is why that I keep moving on Don't bother crying when you see I'm gone I'll breathe the air that my lungs once held But I am hoping you'll do very well And now my love I'm saying; Fare thee well
Your ma says that I'm strange And now you're never gonna see my face But you'll see me in the other place Please promise that you will See me on the other range
Your ma says that I'm strange, And now you're never gonna see my hide But you'll see me on the other side Please promise that you will See me on the other range
I'm a man of constant sorrow Hard luck and bad news are always at my door I'm heading back to the Pacific shore Place that I was born And the place that where did hardly grow
Place where I did hardly grow
Notes: Produced by Eric Drew Feldman Recorded by Kevin Ink Performed by Frank Black (vocal, guitar), Scott Boutier (drums), Eric Drew Feldman (piano), Rich Gilbert (guitar and pedal steel guitar), David McCafferty (bass, vocals)
