| 歌曲 | Ol' Man River |
| 歌手 | Frank Sinatra |
| 专辑 | The Best of the Columbia Years: 1943-1952 |
| Lyrics：Oscar Hammerstein Ii Music：Jerome Kern Arranger：Axel Stordahl | |
| Here we all work 'long the Mississippi | |
| Here we all work while the white folk play | |
| Pullin' them boats from the dawn till sunset | |
| Gettin' no rest till the judgment day | |
| Don't look up and don't look down | |
| Ya don't dast make the 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 the white man boss | |
| Show me that stream called the River Jordan | |
| That's the old stream that I long to cross | |
| Ol' Man River, that Ol' Man River | |
| He must know somepin', but he don't say nothin' | |
| He just keeps rollin', he keeps on rollin' along | |
| He don't plant taters, and he don't plant cotton | |
| And them what plants 'em is soon forgotten | |
| But Ol' Man River, jest keeps rollin' along | |
| You and me, we sweat and strain | |
| Bodies all achin' and wracked with pain | |
| Tote that barge and lift that bale | |
| Ya get a little drunk and ya lands in ja-ail | |
| I gets weary and so sick of tryin' | |
| I'm tired of livin', but I'm feared of dyin' | |
| And Ol' Man River, he just keeps rollin' along |
| Lyrics: Oscar Hammerstein Ii Music: Jerome Kern Arranger: Axel Stordahl | |
| Here we all work ' long the Mississippi | |
| Here we all work while the white folk play | |
| Pullin' them boats from the dawn till sunset | |
| Gettin' no rest till the judgment day | |
| Don' t look up and don' t look down | |
| Ya don' t dast make the 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 the white man boss | |
| Show me that stream called the River Jordan | |
| That' s the old stream that I long to cross | |
| Ol' Man River, that Ol' Man River | |
| He must know somepin', but he don' t say nothin' | |
| He just keeps rollin', he keeps on rollin' along | |
| He don' t plant taters, and he don' t plant cotton | |
| And them what plants ' em is soon forgotten | |
| But Ol' Man River, jest keeps rollin' along | |
| You and me, we sweat and strain | |
| Bodies all achin' and wracked with pain | |
| Tote that barge and lift that bale | |
| Ya get a little drunk and ya lands in jaail | |
| I gets weary and so sick of tryin' | |
| I' m tired of livin', but I' m feared of dyin' | |
| And Ol' Man River, he just keeps rollin' along |