Por mucho que uno se ejercite en detestar a las maricarmen (american
man, en un spanish con mala leche) tengo que reconocer aunque me joda
que de vez en cuando hacen las cosas bien, aunque uno deteste las
barbas y los gordos en particular (cualquiera diría) y el country en
general. La perla a continuación pertenece a la banda sonora de oh
brother, película altamente recomendable al igual que cualquier otra
de los hermanos Cohen, desde «fargo» al gran self-made man que es «el
gran lebowski» pasando por la inefable y desestabilizadora «el hombre
que nunca estuvo allí».

Y cuando a uno le gusta la guitarra… pues joder, le gusta la guitarra.

I am a man of constant sorrow
I’ve seen trouble all my day.
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised.
(The place where he was born and raised)

For six long years I’ve been in trouble
No pleasures here on earth I found
For in this world I’m bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now.

[chorus] He has no friends to help him now

It’s fare thee well my old lover
I never expect to see you again
For I’m bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I’ll die upon this train.

[chorus] Perhaps he’ll die upon this train.

You can bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I may lay
Then you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave.

[chorus] While he is sleeping in his grave.

Maybe your friends think I’m just a stranger
My face you’ll never see no more.
But there is one promise that is given
I’ll meet you on God’s golden shore.

[chorus] He’ll meet you on God’s golden shore.