I'm troubled

A meeting is a pleasure and a parting grief
But a false hearted lover is worse than a thief
A thief can but rob you and take what you say
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 Lord
	I'll live a long time

The grave will decay you and rurn you to dust
Ain't a girl in a million that a poor boy can trust
They'll hug you they'll kiss you they'll tell you more lies
Than the cross ties on a railroad or the stars in the skies

	* Refrain

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 mountain so high
Where the wild birds and turtle doves can hear my sad cry

	* Refrain

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