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Here we all work on the |
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Mississippi |
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Here we all work while the rich boys play |
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Getting no rest from the dawn till sunset |
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Getting no rest till the judgment day |
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You don't look up, you don't look down |
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You don't dare make the rich boss frown |
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Bend your knees and bow your heads |
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And tote that barge until you're dead |
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Let me go away from the |
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Mississippi |
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Let me go away from the rich man's [incomprehensible] |
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Show me that stream called the river of |
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JordanThat's the old stream that |
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I long to cross |
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Ol' Man River, that |
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Ol' Man River |
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He don't say nothing, but he must know something |
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Ol' Man River, he just keeps rolling along |
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He don't plant taters and he don't plant cotton |
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And then that planters are soon forgotten |
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But Ol' Man |
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River, he just keeps rolling along |
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You know, you and me, sometimes we have to we have to sweat |
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Sweat and strain, our bodies all aching and wrecked with pain |
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Tote that barge, lift that bale, get a little drunk |
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And you land, you gotta land, yes you land in jail |
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I get weary, oh |
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Lord and so sick of trying |
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I'm tired of living and 'fraid of dying |
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But Ol' Man |
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River, he just keeps rolling a |
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Ol' Man River, he just keeps rolling along |
