A Life Of Sorrow

After traveling through this world of sorrow

No one on earth to call my friend

I'm on my way back to old Kentucky

Where I met and loved but could not win.

I've always loved you little darling

My heart will always feel the same

I could never do one thing to hurt you

I'd rather die than bring you shame.

When that cold dark shroud is wrapped around me

They lay my weary head to rest

Will you stand around and gaze upon me

For I'm the one that loved you best

When your golden hair is turned to silver

The master calls your soul to heaven

Where we can be free from all our troubles

I'll meet you there at journey's end