Lonnie Donegan Ain't No More Cane On The Brazos
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos Oh... oh... oh They ground it all up in molasses Oh... oh... oh
Captain don't you do me like you done poor shine Oh... oh... oh Well they drive that poor Billy 'til he went stone blind Oh... oh... oh
He oughta come on the river in 1904 Oh... oh... oh You could find many dead men most every road Oh... most every road
If you been on the river in 1910 Oh... oh... oh But he was driving the woman like they drive the men Oh... oh... oh
Rise up dead men Help me drive my road Help me drive my road C'mon rise up you dead men Help me drive my road Oh... oh... my road
Well there's some in the building And there's some on the farm Oh... oh... oh
There's some in the graveyard And there's some going home Oh... oh... oh
Wake up you lifer Hold up your nappy head Oh... oh... oh
While you may get your pardon But you may drop dead Oh... oh... oh Oh... oh... oh
