Man of Constant Sorrow (With a Garage in Constant Use) -

I don’t think I’ve encountered a man so irate

You’re a better man than I if you get past his gate

He treats hawkers and Mormons with equal disdain

Jesus, I feel, won’t be coming back again

He’s got nothing for you to borrow

And a mastiff in the back running loose

He’s a man of constant sorrow

With a garage in constant use

I once had occasion to stand on his bin

I was trying to attract his attention within

A gap in the curtains afforded a view

Of ultimate loneliness, absolute blue

I have sympathy also for Zorro

Who was fencing away the abuse

From a man of constant sorrow

With a garage in constant use

A yacht on his window sill, according to some

Alludes to a tragedy which rendered him numb

To cope with the grief and the hurt and the loss

He exited Crieff, Perth and Kinross

And I’m sure I could cure him tomorrow

By suggesting we broker a truce

Between his mind of constant sorrow

And his garage in constant use