Ain't no more cane on the Brazos, ooh
It's all been ground down to molasses, ooh
You should've been on the river in 1910, ooh
They were driving the women just like they drove the men, ooh
Go down Old Hannah, don't you rise no more, ooh
Don't you rise up 'til Judgment Day's for sure, ooh
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos, ooh
It's all been ground down to molasses, ooh
Captain, don't you do me like you done poor old Shine, ooh
Well, ya drove that bully 'til he went stone blind, ooh
Wake up on a lifetime, hold up your own head, ooh
Well, you may get a pardon and then you might drop dead, ooh
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos, ooh
It's all been ground down to molasses, ooh
Yeah
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