Texty:
Lyle Lovett Ain T No More Cane

there ain't no more cane on this brazos they done ground it all in molasses you should have been on the river in nineteen and four you could have found

home Oh oh oh Because there ain't no more cane on this Brazos Oh oh oh They done ground it all in molasses Oh oh oh And there ain't no more cane on

no more Don't you rise up til Judgment Day's for sure Ain't no more cane on the Brazos Its all been ground down to molasses Captain, don't you do me

In the darkest hour, in the dead night, As the storm clouds gather, and the lightning strikes, And the thunder rolls, and the cold rain blows, The future