Ol' Man River

(album: Truth - 1968)

Old man river, that old man river
He don't say nothing, but he must know something
That old man river, he just keeps rolling along
He don't plant tater's
And we all know, he don't pick cotton
But them that plant 'em, are soon forgotten
That old man river, he just keeps rolling along, oh, yes he does

You and me, we sweat and toil
Our bodies, all naked and racked with pain, now listen
Lift that bar, you'd better tote that bail
And if ya get a little drunk, you'll land in jail

I'm so weary, I'm sick of trying
I'm tired of living but afraid of dying
That, that god-darn old river, he just keeps rolling along
Keep on rolling along

Keep on rolling along
Old man river, don't you stop your way
Keep on running from the North, the South, the East or West
You gotta roll it