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