There ain't no more cane on the Brazos They ground it all up in molasses Captain,,don't you do me like you done to the poor Shine Well,they drove that poor Billy 'til he went stone blind
You want to come on the river in 1910 You would find more dead men most every road If you going on the river in 1910 They was driving the womem like they drive the men
Why don't you wake up, you dead men Help me drive my road Why don't you wake up,you dead men Help me drive my road
Well, there's some in the building And there's some in the yard There's some in the graveyard And there's some going home
Why don't you wake up, you people And lift up your heads You may get your pardon But you may end up deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
