Lyrics:

Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
They done ground it all in molasses
Ooh, ooh

Go down, old Hannah, don't you rise no more
If you rise, it'll bring a judgement sure
Ooh, ooh

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

Shoulda been here in nineteen and ten
Ooh, ooh
Drivin' the women just like the men
Ooh, ooh

Should been here in nineteen and four
You could find a dead body in every row
Ooh, ooh

Ain't no more cane on this Brazos
They done ground it all in molasses
Ooh, ooh