Ol' Man River
Al Jolson Lyrics


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Dere's an ol' man called de Mississippi
Dat's de ol' man dat I'd like to be
What does he care if de world's got troubles
What does he care if de land ain't free

Ol' man river, dat ol' man river
He mus' know sumpin', but don't say nuthin'
He jes' keeps rollin'
He keeps on rollin' along

He don' plant taters, he don't plant cotton
An' dem dat plants' em is soon forgotten
But ol'man river
He jes' keeps rollin' along

You an' me, we sweat an' strain
Body all achin' an' wracked wid pain,
Tote dat barge! Lif' dat bale!
Git a little drunk an' you lands in jail

Ah gits weary an' sick of tryin'
Ah'm tired of livin' an' skeered of dyin'
But ol' man river
He jes' keeps rolling' along

Niggers all work on de Mississippi**
Niggers all work while de white folks play**
Pullin' dose boats from de dawn to sunset
Gittin' no rest till de judgement day

(Don't look up an' don't look down)
(You don' dar'st make de white boss frown)
(Bend your knees an' bow your head)
(An' pull dat rope until you're dead)

Let me go 'way from the Mississippi
Let me go 'way from de white man boss
Show me dat stream called de river Jordan
Dat's de ol' stream dat I long to cross

(Ol' man river, dat ol' man river)
(He mus' know sumpin', but don't say nothin')
(He just keeps rollin')
(He keeps on rollin' along)

Long, low river
Forever keeps rollin'

(Don' plant taters, he don' plant cotton)
(And dem dat plants' em is soon forgotten)
(But ol' man river
(He jes' keeps rollin' along)

Long low river
Keeps singin' dis song

You an' me, we sweat an' strain
Body all achin' and wracked wid pain
Tote dat barge! Lift dat bale!
Git a little drunk and ya lands in jail

Ah gits weary an' sick o' tryin'
Ah'm tired o livin' an' skeered o' dyin'




But ol' man river
He jes' keeps rollin' along!

Overall Meaning

"Ol' Man River" is a classic song from the 1927 show "Show Boat," with music by Jerome Kern and lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II. The song is sung from the perspective of a black stevedore working on the Mississippi River, who admires the power and determination of the river itself. The song also touches on racial themes, with the singer contrasting his own struggles with those of the river, which he sees as indifferent to the troubles of the world. He also reflects on the arduous work of black laborers on the river, who face exploitation and discrimination from white employers.


The opening lines of the song express the singer's admiration for the Mississippi River, which he sees as a symbol of strength and resilience in the face of adversity. He contrasts this with the troubles of the world, which he suggests the river is oblivious to. The repetition of the line "He jes' keeps rollin'" emphasizes the river's endless motion and unstoppable power.


The second verse contrasts the work of the stevedores with that of the river. Unlike the workers, who toil in obscurity and are easily forgotten, the river continues to flow regardless of who is planting crops or navigating its waters. The singer also acknowledges the hardships of his own life, including physical exhaustion and the threat of imprisonment.


Line by Line Meaning

Dere's an ol' man called de Mississippi
There's an old and timeless river called the Mississippi


Dat's de ol' man dat I'd like to be
That's the old and experienced being I wish I could be


What does he care if de world's got troubles
Why should he care about the problems of the world?


What does he care if de land ain't free
Why should he care if the land is not free?


Ol' man river, dat ol' man river
Old man river, that old man river


He mus' know sumpin', but don't say nuthin'
He must know something, but he doesn't say anything


He jes' keeps rollin'
He just keeps rolling along


He don' plant taters, he don't plant cotton
He doesn't plant potatoes or cotton


An' dem dat plants' em is soon forgotten
And those who do plant them are soon forgotten


But ol'man river
But old man river


He jes' keeps rollin' along
He just keeps rolling along


You an' me, we sweat an' strain
You and me, we work hard


Body all achin' an' wracked wid pain,
Our bodies are in pain


Tote dat barge! Lif' dat bale!
Carry that load, lift that bale!


Git a little drunk an' you lands in jail
If you get a little drunk, you'll end up in jail


Ah gits weary an' sick of tryin'
I get tired and sick of trying


Ah'm tired of livin' an' skeered of dyin'
I'm tired of living and scared of dying


Niggers all work on de Mississippi**
Black people all work on the Mississippi


Niggers all work while de white folks play**
Black people all work while white people play


Pullin' dose boats from de dawn to sunset
Pulling those boats from dawn to sunset


Gittin' no rest till de judgement day
Getting no rest until Judgment Day


(Don't look up an' don't look down)
(Don't look up and don't look down)


(You don' dar'st make de white boss frown)
(You don't dare make the white boss frown)


(Bend your knees an' bow your head)
(Bend your knees and bow your head)


(An' pull dat rope until you're dead)
(And pull that rope until you're dead)


Let me go 'way from the Mississippi
Let me go away from the Mississippi


Let me go 'way from de white man boss
Let me go away from the white man boss


Show me dat stream called de river Jordan
Show me that stream called the River Jordan


Dat's de ol' stream dat I long to cross
That's the old stream that I long to cross


Long, low river
Long, low river


Forever keeps rollin'
Continuously keeps rolling


Keeps singin' dis song
Keeps singing this song


Old man river, that old man river
Old man river, that old man river


Long low river
Long low river


You an' me, we sweat an' strain
You and me, we work hard


Body all achin' and wracked wid pain
Our bodies are in pain


Tote dat barge! Lift dat bale!
Carry that load, lift that bale!


Git a little drunk and ya lands in jail
If you get a little drunk, you'll end up in jail


Ah gits weary an' sick o' tryin'
I get tired and sick of trying


Ah'm tired o' livin' and skeered o' dyin'
I'm tired of living and scared of dying


But ol' man river
But old man river


He jes' keeps rollin' along!
He just keeps rolling along!




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Jerome Kern, Oscar Ii Hammerstein

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flyboy13131

I remember my dad telling me when I was young that he was the greatest live performer he had ever seen. It made me peek up when I’d hear any performance from him . He was one of the greatest performers in his time !
Only a few others like Garland and Ella Fitzgerald could entertain an audience like he could .

Andrew Thompson

The performance is beautiful. Can you not hear how beautifully he sings? Black people loved him, and he helped them. Cab Calloway, Louis Armstrong, Duke Ellington, all followed after him.

Ldr Johnson

Timeless let us not forget the beauty of historical recordings, they bring us home again.

GeorgeFluteA

Watching and listening to Jolson and minstrel bands is surely life at its very best

Darragh Duncan

He was a pioneer for equality in the music industry

Margaret Thomas

Incredibly moving!!

Earl Grey

I am so proud to be related to him (he was my grandfather's 1st cousin)

George Prockton

I aways thought of him being the greatest

Kosh's Shadow

My parents were members of the Jolson Society.

Margaret Thomas

Would that be from the Hess Clan or Hesssalolson, or maybe somehow connected to one of his 4 marriages?

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