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Serra, Espirito Santo

In constant sorrow all through his days I am a man of constant sorrow I've seen trouble all my days I bid farewell to ol' Vit贸ria The place where I was born and raised. For six long years I've been in trouble, no pleasure here on earth I've found For in this world, I'm bound to ramble, I have no friends to help me now. It's fair thee well, my old true lover, I never expected to see you again. For I'm bound to ride that Northern Railroad, perhaps I'll die upon this train You can bury me in Sunny Valley, For many years there I may lay. And you will learn to love another while I am sleeping in my grave. Maybe your friends think I'm just a stranger My face you never will see no more But th