Rod Stewart - Ol' Man River lyrics

Old man river, that old man river, He don't say nothin', but he must know somethin' That old man river, he just keeps rolling along. He don't plant tater's, And we all know he don't pick cotton. But them that plant 'em, are soon forgotten, that Old man river, he just keeps rolling along, oh yes he does. You and me, we sweat and toil, Our bodies all achin' and racked with pain, now listen! Lift that bar, you'd better, tote that bail, And if ya' get a little drunk, You'll land in jail. I'm so weary, and sick of tryin', I'm tired of livin', but afraid of dyin'. That, that god-darn' old river, he just keeps rolling along. Keep on rollin' along.