Lyrics:

There's an old man called the Mississippi
That's the old man I don't like to be
What does he care if the world's got troubles?
What does he care if the land ain't free?
That old man river
That old man river
He must know sumpin'
But don't say nothin'
He just keeps rollin'
He keeps on rollin' along

He don't plant taters
He don't plant cotton
And them that plants 'em is soon forgotten
But old man river
He just keeps rollin' along

You and me, we sweat and strain
Body all achin' and racked with pain
Tote that barge, and lift that bale
You show a little grit
And you lands in jail

But I keeps laughin'
Instead of cryin'
I must keep fightin'
Until I'm dyin'
And old man river
He'll just keep rollin' along