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There ain't no more cane on this |
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BrazosOh oh oh |
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They done ground it all in molasses |
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Oh oh ohYou should've been on the river |
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In nineteen and four |
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Oh oh ohYou could've found a dead man |
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At every turnin' road |
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Oh oh ohYou should've been on the river |
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In nineteen and ten |
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Oh oh ohThey were holding the women |
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Like they were driving the men |
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Oh oh ohNow |
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Captain, don't you do me |
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Like you done poor |
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ShineOh oh oh |
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You done work that bully |
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Till he been stone blind |
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Oh oh ohEyes of dead men help me drive my road |
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Oh oh ohEyes of dead men help me drive my road |
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Oh oh ohAnd there's some on the building |
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And there's some on the farm |
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Oh oh ohAnd there's some in the graveyard |
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And there's some goin' home |
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Oh oh ohBecause there ain't no more cane on this |
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BrazosOh oh oh |
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They done ground it all in molasses |
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Oh oh ohAnd there ain't no more cane on this |
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BrazosOh oh oh |
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They done ground it all in molasses |
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Oh oh oh |
