Текст песни Ol' Man River - Sam Cooke

Rolling along
Rolling along
Rolling along

Hmm, ol' man river, that ol' man river
He don't say nothing, but he must know something
For ol' man river, he just keeps rolling along
Hmm, he don't plant taters, he don't pick cotton
And them that plants 'em they're soon forgotten
While ol' man river, he just keeps rolling along

Hmm, 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
I get weary and sick of trying
I'm tired of living but afraid of dying
While ol' man river, he just keeps rolling along

Rolling along
Rolling along
Rolling along

You and me, 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
I get weary and sick of trying
I'm tired of living, but afraid of dying
While ol' man river, he just keeps rolling along

Rolling along
Rolling along
Rolling along