[JOE]
There's an old man called the Mississippi
That's the old man that I'd like to be
What does he care if the world's got troubles?
What does he care if the land ain't free?

Don't look up, don't look down
Don't dast make that 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 that white man boss
Show me that stream called the River Jordan
That's the old stream that I longs to cross

Old man river
That old man river
He must know something
But don't say nothing
He just keeps rollin'
He keeps on rollin' along

Hе don't plant taters
He don't plant cotton
And them that plants 'еm
Is soon forgotten
But old man river
He just keeps rollin' along
You and me, we sweat and strain
Body's all achin' and racked with pain
Tote that barge, lift that bale
Show a little grit and you'll lands in jail

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