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