Aint No More Cane

Aint no more cane on the brazos
Oh, oh, oh, oh...
Its all been ground down to molasses
Oh, oh- oh, oh- oh...

You shoulda been on the river in 1910
oh,oh,oh,oh...
They were driving the women just like they drove the men.
oh,oh,oh,oh...

Go down old hannah, doncha rise no more
oh,oh,oh,oh...
Dont you rise up til judgment days for sure
oh,oh,oh,oh ...

Aint no more cane on the brazos
oh,oh,oh,oh...
Its all been ground down to molasses
oh,oh,oh,oh. ..

Captain, dont you do me like you done poor old shine
oh,oh,oh,oh...
Well ya drove that bully til he went stone blind
oh ,oh,oh,oh...

Wake up on a lifetime, hold up your own head
oh,oh,oh,oh...
Well you may get a pardon and then you might drop dead
oh,oh,oh,oh...

Aint no more cane on the brazos
oh,oh,oh,oh...
Its all been ground down to molasses.
oh,oh,oh,oh...