Rolling along, rolling along, rolling along Hm, old man river, that old man river He don't say nothing, but he must know something For old man river, he just keeps rolling along He don't plant taters, he don't pick cotton And them that plants em they're soon forgotten While old man river, he jest keeps rolling along You and me, we sweat and strain Body all aching and racked with pain Towed that bargem lift the bail Get a little drunk and you land in jail In get weary and sick of trying I'm tired of living and afraid of dying While old man river he just keeps rolling along
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