Ain't no more cane on the Brazos 
Oh, oh, oh, oh... 
It's all been ground down to molasses 
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... 

You shoulda been on the river in 1910 
They were driving the women just like they drove the men 

Go down Old Hannah, don'cha rise no more 
Don't you rise up 'til Judgment Day's for sure 

Ain't no more cane on the Brazos 
It's all been ground down to molasses 

Captain, don't you do me like you done poor old Shine 
Well ya drove that bully 'til he went stone blind 

Wake up on a lifetime, hold up your own head 
Well you may get a pardon and then you might drop dead 

Ain't no more cane on the Brazos 
It's all been ground down to molasses.