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
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