There ain't no more cane on this Brazos   Oh oh oh   They done ground it all in molasses   Oh oh oh      You should've been on the river   In nineteen and four   Oh oh oh   You could've found a dead man   At every turnin' road   Oh oh oh      You should've been on the river   In nineteen and ten   Oh oh oh   They were holding the women   Like they were driving the men   Oh oh oh      Now Captain, don't you do me   Like you done poor Shine   Oh oh oh   You done work that bully   Till he been stone blind   Oh oh oh      Eyes of dead men help me drive my road   Oh oh oh   Eyes of dead men help me drive my road   Oh oh oh      And there's some on the building   And there's some on the farm   Oh oh oh   And there's some in the graveyard   And there's some goin' home   Oh oh oh      Because there ain't no more cane on this Brazos   Oh oh oh   They done ground it all in molasses   Oh oh oh      And there ain't no more cane on this Brazos   Oh oh oh   They done ground it all in molasses   Oh oh oh