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Well, Ol' Man River, Ol' Man River
He must know something but he don't say nothing
No, he just keep rolling
Keeps on just a-rolling along
Keeps on rolling
He don't plant taters, no
And don't plant cotton, no
And them that plants them are soon forgotten
Oh, but Ol' Man River
Keeps on just a-rolling along
Right on rolling
You and I, we sweat and strain
Bodies all aching and racked with pain
Tote that barge, lift that bale
You'll get drunk and you'd land in jail
Well, I get weary sometimes
Sick of trying
Tired of living, fear of dying
Oh, but Ol' Man River
Keeps on just a-rolling along
Right on rolling
You and I, we sweat and strain
Bodies all aching and racked with pain
Tote that barge, lift that bale
You'd get a little drunk and you'd land in jail
I get weary, yes, and sick of trying
Tired of living and fear of dying
But Ol' Man River
He just keeps rolling along