There's No More Corn On The Brasos Lyrics

There's no more corn on the Brasos
O, oho, oho
They grind it all up in molasses
O, oho, oho

Captain, don´t you do me like you´ve done for Shine
oh, oho, oho
Well you´ve driven that bully till he went stone blind
oh, oho, oho

You've come on the River in 1904
O, oho, oho
You could find many dead men on every turn of the road
O, oho, oho

There's no more corn on the Brasos
O, oho, oho
They grind it all up in molasses
O, oho, oho

You've been on the River, 1910
O, oho, oho
Well, they're driving the women like they drive the men
O, oho, oho

Rise up all dead men, help me drive my load
oh, oho, oho
Oh, rise up all dead men, help me drive my load
oh, oho, oho

There's no more corn on the Brasos
O, oho, oho
They grind it all up in molasses
O, oho, oho