[Verse 1]
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
[Chorus 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus 2]
I have sympathy also for Zorro
Who was fencing away the abuse
From a man of constant sorrow
With a garage in constant use
[Instrumental]
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
[Chorus 1]
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
[Verse 2]
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
[Chorus 2]
I have sympathy also for Zorro
Who was fencing away the abuse
From a man of constant sorrow
With a garage in constant use
[Instrumental]
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