there ain't no more cane on this brazos they done ground it all in molasses you should have been on the river in nineteen and four you could have found
I said, yes and amen And I will stand tall and I will stand tall Until I meet my end, until I meet my end Now captain don't do me Like you done poor
home Oh oh oh Because there ain't no more cane on this Brazos Oh oh oh They done ground it all in molasses Oh oh oh And there ain't no more cane on
In the darkest hour, in the dead night, As the storm clouds gather, and the lightning strikes, And the thunder rolls, and the cold rain blows, The future
no more Don't you rise up til Judgment Day's for sure Ain't no more cane on the Brazos Its all been ground down to molasses Captain, don't you do me
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