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I'm a Man of Constant Sorrow [3 CD] (The Stanley Brothers) · I'm a Man of Constant Sorrow (Hutchinson, Hutch) · I'm a Man of Constant Sorrow (The Stanley Brothers) · Man of Constant Sorrow (Charm City Devils) · I'm a Man of Constant Sorrow (The Stanley Brothers) · Man of Constant Sorrow (Ralph Stanley & the Clinch Mountain Boys) · Man of Constant Sorrow: Greatest Hits (Bob Dylan) · A Maid of Constant Sorrow (Judy Collins) · Maid of Constant Sorrow/Golden Apples of the Sun (Judy Collins) · Constant Sorrow: Bluegrass from Root to Flower (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


Beneath a darkened sky 
Or am I standing still 
With the scenery flying by 
Or am I standing still 
Out of the corner of my eye 
Was that you passing
Or am I standing still
With the scenery flying by
Or am I standing still
Out of the corner of my eye
Was that you passing me by

Mothers on the stoop
Boys
Was that you
Passing my by

Sweet sorrow - He said call tomorrow
Sweet sorrow - He said call tomorrow

Do you love me
Like I love you

Or am I
Beneath a darkened sky 
Or am I standing still 
With the scenery flying by 
Or am I standing still 
Out of the corner of my eye 
Was that you passing
Beneath a darkened sky 
Or am I standing still 
With the scenery flying by 
Or am I standing still 
Out of the corner of my eye 
Was that you passing
that you passing me by?

Sweet sorrow is the call tomorrow
Sweet sorrow is the call tomorrow

Do you love me, like I love you?
Or am I standing
the diamond,
At the bottom of the well,
But that traitor of a Turnkey,
To his death below he fell

"Have a care, have a care,
T'was evilly come by and no
where there's a finer way
I did it by myself with no help along the way

They want me to quit, so I work so hard
Get off of my dick, homie this my job
the place is ringed with countless foes
Some of them may be deaf and dumb
No man, no woman knows
The hour that sorrow will come
In the dark I hear the night
depend
On when and (don't get me) where I am at (Big boy)

Don't get me, don't get me wrong man
And Murphy lee ain't dumb man
(Big boy) 'cause if the shoe
to the bottom of a thousand ton well
One tiny push send that man into hell
He hit with a thud there'll be no work tomorrow
Just a funeral for a guy with time
'Twas on one summer's evening all in the month of May
Down by a flowery garden I carelessly did stray
I overheard a young maid in sorrow to complain
flavors well it just depend
On when and (don't get me) where I am at (Big boy)

Don't get me, don't get me wrong man
And Murphy lee ain't dumb man
(Big
The heart beats
Not only in my chest
But the heart of the streets
So when they feel this, they feel me
But I can't feel nothin', outside these Dre Beats
I am
down
It's the man I am when there's no one around

It's four in the morning, I'm lying in bed
With a tape of my failures playing inside my head
you could hear it on the

AM Radio AM Radio
Yeah you could hear the music on the
AM Radio AM Radio
I can still hear Mama say
Boy turn that radio down!
dollar jeans
D-boy fresh nigga from my head to my feet
And I'm a tell ya like pack told me
Cash rule everything around 2.P.

I came from the bottom
Quick to make a left on Jefferson
And I noticed there's another stiff riding shotgun
Am I just seeing things? No.
Is your mother a soggy ho?
I like
the diaper on the bottom of my baby daughter
I wasn't ready to be no father, maybe, kind of, sorta
'Cause when I saw her I swear it made a tear fall
Not
benefits
And you're barely scraping by

In this trouble town
Troubles are found
In this trouble town
Words do get 'round

Kick the bottom make troubles flee
I am hearing now
Bout the wild times and all the sin

And the car got cold and clammy and this old man looked at me
He said boy I've come here for
Child. I've got Vices like any other man.

Raise a boy to a cynic. Take his love, and then let it turn into something passionate.
Something sick, something
it on the

AM radio AM radio
Yeah you could hear the music on the
AM radio AM radio
I can still hear Mama say
"Boy turn that radio down!"
Wash the blood off my hands

Bathed in the powder of a thousand guns
I am the king of sorrows
Watered by the tears of the innocent ones
The river
Hate was pushed away by sorrow
Now I'm just waiting for tomorrow
They will make my life a sudden end
Death is the punishment for me
I feel so