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Beat Aint Jammin (Chuckie Freeze) · T'aint What You Do It's The Way That You Do It (Ella Fitzgerald) · Aint' No Easy Way (Black Rebel Motorcycle Club) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · T'Aint No Big Thing But He Is... (Jimmy Reed) · Hank Thompson & His Brazos Valley Boys (1946-1964) (Hank Thompson) · Prisionero De Tus Brazos (Beto Zapata) · Cross the Brazos at Waco (Billy Walker) · Songs of the Brazos Valley (Hank Thompson) · Entre Tus Brazos (Alejandro Fern├índez) – and 90 other albums »


Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
It's all been ground down to molasses

You shoulda been on the river in 1910
They were driving the women just
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
Oh, oh, oh-oh
It's all been ground down to molasses
Oh, oh, oh-oh

You shoulda been on the river in ninteen-and-ten
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
Oh, oh, oh-oh
It's all been ground down to molasses
Oh, oh, oh-oh

You shoulda been on the river in
Ain't no more cane on the Brazos
Oh, oh, oh-oh
It's all been ground down to molasses
Oh, oh, oh-oh

You shoulda been on the river in ninteen-and-ten
on the Brazos

Go down now Hannah don't you ride no more
now if you rise in the morning for any judgement sho'
down on the Brazos

Ain't no more cane
There ain't no more cane on this Brazos
Oh oh oh
They done ground it all in molasses
Oh oh oh

You should've been on the river
In nineteen and four
When the band packs up and goes home

Left him sitting at his table
He could no longer raise his cane
All the people missed his message
When
When the band packs up and goes home

Left him sitting at his table
He could no longer raise his cane
All the people missed his message
When
sugar 
Sugar sugar sugar sugar sugar 
Ah, it ain't over child 
Your racing car 
Raised by the boldness 
You know you are 
Your lips like cherries
Cane, who could bang wit us

We ain't jokin' no more, this ain't a game to us
Got a lot of hungry niggas that came wit us, we're dangerous
Cock back aim
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'Fore I tan your hide, now, (you're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (Ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (You're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (Ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (You're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'Fore I tan your hide, now, (you're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (Ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (You're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'Fore I tan your hide, now, (you're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'Fore I tan your hide, now, (you're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'Fore I tan your hide, now, (you're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (Ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (You're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (Ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (You're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'Fore I tan your hide, now, (you're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (Ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (You're
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (Ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'fore I tan your hide, now, (You're
Old rockin' chair got me, son, (old rocking chair got you, father)
My cane layin' by my side, (cane by your side)
Fetch me that gin, son (I ain't
My cane by my side, (Yes, your cane by your side)
Now fetch me a little gin, son (ain't got no gin, father)
What? 'Fore I tan your hide, now, (you're