Old Man River

Ol Man River, that Ol Man River,

he don t say nothin , but he must know somethin ,

he just keeps rollin , he keeps on rollin along.

He don t plant tatters, and he don t plant cotton,

and them what plants em, are soon forgotten

But Ol Man River, just keeps rollin along.


You and me, we sweat and strain,

body all achin and racked with pain.

Tote that barge and lift that bail,

you get a little drunk and you lands in jail.


I gets weary, and sick of trying,

I m tired of livin , but I m scared of dyin ,

but Ol Man River, he just keeps rollin along.

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