After traveling through this world of sorrow
No one on earth to call my friend
I'm on my way back to old Kentucky
Where I met and loved but couldn't win
I have always loved you little darling
My heart will always feel the same
I could never do one thing to hurt you
I'd rather die than bring you shame
When the cold dark shroud is wrapped around me
They lay my weary head to rest
Will you stand around and gaze upon me
For I'm the one that loved you best
When the golden hair has turned to silver
The Master called your soul to Him
Where we can be free from all our troubles
I'll meet you there at journey's end