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