Old Man River

                                  Here we all work 'long the Mississippi 

Here we all work while the white folk play 

Pulling' them boats from the dawn till sunset 

Getting no rest till the judgment day 



Don't look up and don't look down 

You don't dare make the white boss frown 

Bend your knees and bow your head 

And pull that rope until you're dead 



Let me go 'way from the Mississippi 

Let me go 'way from the white man boss 

Show me that stream called the River Jordan 

That's the old stream that I long to cross 



Old Man River, that Old Man River 

He must know something, but he don't say nothing 

He just keeps rolling, he keeps on rolling along 

He don't plant taters, and he don't plant cotton 



And them what plants 'em is soon forgotten 

But Old Man River, jest keeps rolling along 

You and me, we sweat and strain 

Bodies all aching and wracked with pain 



Tote that barge and lift that bale 

You get a little drunk and you land in jail 

I get weary and so sick of trying 

I'm tired of living, but I'm feared of dying 

And Old Man River, he just keeps rolling along