AIN' NO MO' CANE ON DE BRAZIS (trad.)


It ain' no mo' cane on de Brazis
Oh... Oh Oh
Done groun' it all in molazzis,
Oh... Oh Oh

B'lieve I'll do like ol' Riley,
Ol' Riley walked de Brazis.

One o' dese mornin's an' it won' be long,
You gonna call me an'I'll be gone.

Oughta come on de river in nineteen-O-fo',
You could fin' a dead man on every turn row.

Oughta come on de river in nineteen an' ten,
Dey was drivin' de women jes' like de men.

I looked at my Ol' Hannah' an'she's turnin'red,
I looked at my podner an' he's almos'dead.

Well, I wonder what's de matter, somepin' mus' be wrong
We're stil I here rollin, Shorty George done gone.

Go down, Ol' Hannah, doncha rise no mo',
Ef you rise any mo' bring judgment day.

It ain' no mo' cane on de Brazis
Done groun' it all in molazzis,


(c) 1999 McGuinn Music / Roger McGuinn

There ain't no more cane on the Brazos


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 your poor shine
Well they drove that poor Billy 'til he went stone blind

You want to come on the river in 1904
You could find many dead men most every road
If you going on the river in 1910
They was driving the woman like they drive the men

Why don't you rise up you dead men
Help me drive my road

Why don't you rise 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 dead