Ain`t No More Cane — текст песни (Chad Mitchell Trio)

Ain`t No More Cane On This Brazos

Chad Mitchell Trio

Album: Singing Our Minds





Ain`t no more cane on this Brazos by the buoy.

Oh, oh, oh.

Well, we done ground it all to molasses.

Oh, oh, oh.



When I came down here had a number for my name.

Oh, oh, oh.

Well they chained us together and we started cuttin` cane.

Oh, oh, oh.



I wish you was here in 19 and 10.

Oh, oh, oh. (Well they was...)

They was drivin` the women just like they was men.

Oh, oh, oh.



I wish you was here when the storm winds came.

Oh, oh, oh.

Left a man lyin` dead and we cut him off the chain.

Oh, oh, oh.



If I had a sentence like ninety-nine and nine.

Oh, oh, oh. (There ain`t no...)

Ain`t no dogs on this Brazos could keep me on that line.

Oh, oh, oh.



Well, Alberta, why don`t you let your hair hang down.

Oh, oh, oh.

Let it hang right down, `till it touches the ground.

Oh, oh, oh.



Why don`t you go down, ol` Hannah, don`t you rise up no more.

Oh, oh, oh.

Well, they worked me so hard, that I can`t work no more.

Oh, oh, oh.



Ain`t no more cane on this Brazos by the border.

Oh, oh, oh.

Well, we done ground it all to molasses.

Oh, oh, oh.



Oh, oh, oh.