Sam Cooke — Ol Man River

[Intro] Rolling along, rolling along, rolling along Mmm, old man river, that old man river He don't say nothing, but he must know something For old man river, he just keeps rolling along [Verse 1] Mmm, he don't plant taters, he don't plant cotton And them that buy some, they're soon forgotten While old man river, he just keeps rolling along [Bridge] Mmm, you and me, we sweat and strain Body all aching and racked with pain Tote that barge and lift that bale Get a little drunk and you land in jail [Verse 2] I get weary and sick of trying I'm tired of living but afraid of dying While old man river he just keeps rolling along Rolling along, rolling along, rolling along [Bridge] You and me, we sweat and strain Body all aching and racked with pain Tote that barge, lift that bale Get a little drunk and you land in jail [Outro] I get weary and sick of trying I'm tired of living but afraid of dying While old man river he just keeps rolling along Rolling along, rolling along, rolling along