Old man river, dat old man river
He must know somethin', he don't say nothin'
Dat old man river, he just keeps rollin' along

He don't plant taters, he don't plant cotton
And them that plants 'em is soon forgotten
But old man river he just keeps rollin' along

You and me we sweat and strain
Bodies all achin' and racked with pain
You tote that barge, you lift that bale
You get a little drunk and you land in jail

I get weary and sick of tryin'
I'm tired of livin' and scared of dyin'
Dat old man river he just keeps rollin along

For a different and beautiful version of the song, check out the one on the House Band album called "Pacific".

Chet