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Rolling along, rolling along, rolling along |
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Hm, old man river, that old man river |
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He don't say nothing, but he must know something |
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For old man river, he just keeps rolling along |
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He don't plant taters, he don't pick cotton |
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And them that plants em they're soon forgotten |
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While old man river, he jest keeps rolling along |
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You and me, we sweat and strain |
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Body all aching and racked with pain |
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Towed that bargem lift the bail |
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Get a little drunk and you land in jail |
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In get weary and sick of trying |
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I'm tired of living and afraid of dying |
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While old man river he just keeps rolling along |
