Ain't no more cane on the risin'
It's all been ground down to molasses
Should' ve been on the river in nineteen and ten
They were driving the women just like the men
Should've been on the river in nineteen and five
Find yourself lucky to be alive
Ain't no more cane on the risin'
It's all been ground down to molasses
Go down Old Hannah, don't you rise no more
Don't you rise up till Judgment Day's for sure
Oh Captain, don't you do me like you done poor old Shine
You drove that old [Incomprehensible] till he went stone blind
Ain't no more cane on the risin'
Its all been ground down to molasses