Ain't no more cane on the brazos
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It's all been grounded down to molasses
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Shoulda been on a river in nineteen and ten
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They were driven the women just as hard they was the men
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Ain't no more cane on the brazos
ooh ooh ooh ooh
It's all been ground down to molasses
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Go down old Hannah, don't you rise no more
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Don't you rise up now till the judgement day is for sure
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Wake up old night time and raise up your arms again
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Well you may get a pardon or you may drop dead
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Ain't no more cane on the brazos
ooh ooh ooh ooh
It's all been ground down to molasses
ooh ooh ooh ooh