GIRL OF CONSTANT SORROW by Sarah Ogan Gunning I am a girl of constant sorrow I've seen trouble all my days I bid farewell to old Kentucky The state where I was born and raised My mother, how I hated to leave her Mother dear who now is dead But I had to go and leave her So my children could have bread Perhaps, dear friends, you are wondering What the miners eat and wear This question I will try to answer For I'm sure that it is fair For breakfast we had bulldog gravy For supper we had beans and bread The miners don't have any dinner And a tick of straw they call a bed Well, we call this Hell on Earth, friends I must tell you all goodbye Oh I know you all are hungry Oh, my darling friends, don't cry @work @mine see also CONSTSOR for original recorded by Sarah ogan Gunning filename[ CONSTSR2 play.exe CONSTSOR SF ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===