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ain´t no more cane on the brazos(1)

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oh, oh, oh, oh...

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its all been ground down to molasses

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you shoulda been on the river in 1910
they were driving the women just like they drove the men.

go down old hannah,(2) don´cha rise no more
don´t you rise up til judgment day´s for sure

ain´t no more cane on the brazos
its all been ground down to molasses

captain(3), don´t you do me like you done poor old shine
well ya drove that bully(4) til he went stone blind

wake up on a lifetime(5), hold up your own head
well you may get a pardon and then you might drop dead

ain´t no more cane on the brazos
its all been ground down to molasses.