Ol' man river.
That ol' man river.
He keeps rollin' along.
Rollin' along.
He don't plant cotton.
Them that plants 'em is soon forgotten.
He keeps rollin' along.
We sweat and strain.
And wracked with pain.
Tote that barge.
Lift that bale.
And you land in jail.
He's rollin' along.
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