Now meeting is pleasure and parting is grief But a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief A thief can but rob you and take what you've saved But a false-hearted lover will take you to your grave
I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time
The grave will detain you and turn you to dust Ain't a girl in a million and a poor boy can trust They'll hug you, they'll kiss you, they'll tell you more lies Then the cross ties on a railroad or the stars in the skies
I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time
I'm going to Georgia I'm going to roam I'm going to Georgia gonna make it my home Gonna build me a cabin on the mountains so high Where the wild birds and the turtle doves will hear my sad cry
I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time