my man`s gone now, ain`t no use a listening
for his tired footsteps, climbing up the stairs.
ah, oh, old man sorrow`s come to keep me company
whispering beside me when I say my prayers.
ain`t that a mine working
working I and I travellers
journeying together to the promised land
but old man sorrow`s marching all the way with me,
telling me I`m old now since I lost my man
since I lost my man.
old man sorrow`s sitting by the fireside,
lying all night long by me in the bed.
telling me the same thing morning, noon and evening,
that I`m all alone now since my man is dead.
ah, since my man is dead.
ooohhhhooo...