No More Cane On the Brazos

Ain't no more cane on the Brazos, mmm
They done drowned it all in the molasses, woah-oh
Go down old hand, now don't you rise no more, mmm
If you rise, we'll bring a judgement shower, woah-oh

If I had a sentence like ninety-nine years, mmm
All of the dogs on the Brazos wouldn't keep me here, woah-oh

Should've been here in nineteen-and-ten, woah-oh
Trouble with the women just like the men, woah-oh
Should've been here in nineteen-and-four, mmm
You could find a dead body in every row, woah-oh

Ain't no more cane on this Brazos, woah-oh
They done drowned it all in molasses, woah-oh
Woah-oh