Jim Croce /

Old Man River

Ol' man river.
That ol' man river.
He must know somethin'
But he don't say nothin'
That ol' man river he just keeps rollin' along

He don't plant tators
He don't plant cotton.
Them that plants 'em is soon forgotten.
But ol' man river
He just keeps rollin' along.

You and me
We sweat and strain.
Body all achin'
And wracked with pain.

Tote that barge.
Lift that bale.
Get a little drunk
And you land in jail.

But I get weary


Sick of tryin'
Cause I'm tired of livin'
But I'm scared of dyin'
And ol' man river
He just keeps rollin' along.

You and me
We sweat and strain.
Body all achin'
And wracked with pain.

Tote that barge.
Lift that bale.
Get a little drunk
And you land in jail.

But I get weary
Sick of tryin'
Cause I'm tired of livin'
But I'm scared of dyin'
And ol' man river
He just keeps rollin' along.