Keep on rollin' along
That old man river, he just keeps rolling along, oh, yes he does
He don't plant tater's
And if ya get a little drunk, you'll land in jail
Old man river, don't you stop your way
I'm so weary, I'm sick of tryin'
Keep on rollin' along
That old man river, he just keeps rolling along
That, that god-darn old river, he just keeps rolling along
Our bodies, all naked and racked with pain, now listen
I'm tired of livin' but afraid of dyin'
Keep on runnin' from the North, the South, the East or West
Lift that bar, you'd better tote that bail
You and me, we sweat and toil
And we all know, he don't pick cotton
But them that plant 'em, are soon forgotten
