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Ain't no more cane on this Brazos, my boys.
Oh, oh, oh.
Cause we done ground it all to molasses.
Oh, oh, oh.

When I came down here had a number for my name.
Oh, oh, oh.
Well they chained us together and we started cuttin' cane.
Oh, oh, oh.






I wish you was here in 19 and 10.
Oh, oh, oh.
They was drivin' the women just like they was men.
Oh, oh, oh.

I wish you was here when the storm winds came.
Oh, oh, oh.
Left a man lyin' dead and we cut him off the chain.
Oh, oh, oh.

Well, Alberta, why don't you let your hair hang down.
Oh, oh, oh.
Let it hang right down, 'till it touches the ground.
Oh, oh, oh.

If I had a sentence like ninety-nine and nine.
Oh, oh, oh.
Ain't no dogs on this Brazos could keep me on that line.
Oh, oh, oh.

Ain't no more cane on this Brazos, my boys.
Oh, oh, oh.
Cause we done ground it all to molasses.
Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh, oh.