Here we all work ´long the Mississippi
Here we all work while the white folk play
Pullin´ them boats from the dawn till sunset
Gettin´ no rest till the judgment day
Don´t look up and don´t look down
Ya don´t dast make the white boss frown
Bend your knees and bow your head
And pull that rope until you´re dead
Let me go ´way from the Mississippi
Let me go ´way from the white man boss
Show me that stream called the River Jordan
That´s the old stream that I long to cross

Ol´ Man River, that Ol´ Man River
He must know somepin´, but he don´t say nothin´
He just keeps rollin´, he keeps on rollin´ along
He don´t plant taters, and he don´t plant cotton
And them what plants ´em is soon forgotten
But Ol´ Man River, jest keeps rollin´ along
You and me, we sweat and strain
Bodies all achin´ and wracked with pain
Tote that barge and lift that bale
Ya get a little drunk and ya lands in ja-ail
I gets weary and so sick of tryin´
I´m tired of livin´, but I´m feared of dyin´
And Ol´ Man River, he just keeps rollin´ along