I'm troubled, I'm troubled I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me Lord I'll live a long time Courting is pleasure And parting is grief But a false hearted lover Is worse than a thief For a thief will just rob you And take what you crave But a false hearted lover Will lead you to the 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 And the grave will decay you And turn you to dust Not one girl in a hundred That a poor boy can trust They'll hug and kiss you And tell you more lies Than the cross ties on a railroad Or the stars in the sky I'm troubled, I'm troubled I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me Lord I'll live a long time I'm going to Georgia I'm going to Rome I'm going to Georgia Gonna make it my home I'm gonna build me a cabin On the mountain so high So the world bird and the turtle dove Will hear my sad cry I'm troubled, I'm troubled I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me Lord I'll live a long time