Lyrics:

There's no more cane on the brazos
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
They've ground it all up in molasses
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh

We're tired and hungry,
But they never cared
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh

All ended in more famine,
And God, and God, we stayed,
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh

We cried for our luck,
Now it's time for a change
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh

We'll fight for our future,
And a home once again
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh

We mourn for our land,
To be free from slaves
To save our children,
From the sad and lonely graves.

Now there's no more cane on the brazos
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
They've ground it all up in molasses
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh

Well there's no more cane on the brazos
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
They've ground it all up in molasses
Woah oh oh oh oh oh oh