Chad Mitchell Trio - Ain't No More Cane On This Brazos lyrics

Ain't no more cane on this Brazos, my boy Oh, oh, oh Well, we done ground it all to mola**es Oh, oh, oh When I came down here, had a number for my name Oh, oh, oh Well, they chained us together, and we started cuttin' cane Oh, oh, oh I wish you was here in nineteen and ten Oh, oh, oh (Well, they was) They was drivin' the women just like they was men Oh, oh, oh And I wish you was here when the storm winds came Oh, oh, oh Left a man lyin' dead, and we cut him off the chain Oh, oh, oh If I had a sentence like ninety-nine and nine Oh, oh, oh (There ain't no) Ain't no dogs on this Brazos could keep me on that line Oh, oh, oh Well, Alberta, why don't you let your hair hang down Oh, oh, oh Let it hang right down, 'til it touches the ground Oh, oh, oh Why don't you go down, ol' Hannah, don't you rise up no more Oh, oh, oh Well, they worked me so hard that I can't work no more Oh, oh, oh Ain't no more cane on this Brazos, my boy Oh, oh, oh Well, we done ground it all to mola**es Oh, oh, oh