| Ol' Man River, that Ol' Man River
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| He must know somethin' but he don’t say nothin'
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| He just keeps rollin', keeps on rollin' along.
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| He don’t plant tatters, and he don’t plant cotton
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| and them that plants’em, are soon forgotten.
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| But Ol' Man River, just keeps rollin' along.
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| You and me, we sweat and strain,
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| Bodies all achin' and racked with pain.
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| Tote that barge and lift that bail.
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| You get a little drunk and you lands in jail.
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| I gets weary and sick of trying
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| I’m tired of livin', feared of dyin'
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| And Ol' Man River, he just keeps rollin'
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| just keeps rollin'
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| just keeps rollin' along. |