Aint No More Cane — текст песни (Bob Dylan)

Aint no more cane on the brazos

Oh, oh, oh, oh...

Its all been ground down to molasses

Oh, oh- oh, oh- oh...



You shoulda been on the river in 1910

They were driving the women just like they drove the men.



Go down old hannah, doncha rise no more

Dont you rise up til judgment days for sure



Aint no more cane on the brazos

Its all been ground down to molasses



Captain, dont you do me like you done poor old shine

Well ya drove that bully til he went stone blind



Wake up on a lifetime, hold up your own head

Well you may get a pardon and then you might drop dead



Aint no more cane on the brazos

Its all been ground down to molasses.