Ol’ Man River James Taylor

There’s an old man called the Mississippi
Now that’s the old man that I love to be
Oh, what does he care if the world's got troubles?
What does he care if the land’s not free?

Old man river
That old man river
Well he must know somethin'
But he don't say nothin'
He keeps on rollin'
He just keeps rollin' along

And he don’t plant taters
And he don't plant cotton
Yes and them that plants 'em is soon forgotten
He keeps on rollin’
He just keeps rollin' along

Oh, you and me, we’re just the same
Bodies all achin' and wracked with pain
Tote that barge, better lift that bale
You get a little drunk and you land in jail

I get weary
And sick of tryin'
Till I’m tired of livin'
And I’m scared of dyin'