ILL FLY AWAY!

I am a girl of constant sorrow
I've seen troubles all my days
I'm going back to Lone Nebraska
The place where I was partly raised

All through this world, I'm bound to ramble
Through sun and wind and driving rain
I'm bound to ride the western railways
Perhaps I'll take the very next train

Your friends may think that I'm a stranger
My face, you'll never see no more
There's one promise that is given
I'll see you on God's golden shore

I am a girl of constant sorrow
I've seen troubles all my days
I'm going back to Lone Nebraska
(—)place I was partly raised

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