But you may end up dead, there s some in the building, they drove that poor billy til he went stone blind
Why don t you rise up, why don t you rise up
There ain t no more cane on the brazos, there s some in the building
And there s some in the yard, and there s some in the yard
Help me drive my road, they was driving the women like they drive the men
Why don t you wake up, and there s some in the yard the, there ain t no more cane on the brazos
help me drive my road
you could find many dead men most every road
They was driving the women like they drive the men, and lift up your heads On, you could find many dead men most every road
Why don t you rise up, why don t you rise up Brazos, why don t you wake up
There ain t no more cane on the brazos, you dead men
There s some in the building, you dead men, why don t you rise up
There ain t no more cane on the brazos, don t you do me like you done your poor shine, you dead men
There s some in the graveyard, and lift up your heads
they ground it all up in molasses
And there s some going home, there s some in the graveyard
there s some in the graveyard
They ground it all up in molasses, you could find many dead men most every road
Help me drive my road, there ain t no more cane on the brazos Gillan, there s some in the graveyard
why don t you rise up
every time I listen to this song:shivers down my spine and tears in my eyes...
no other versions could be even compared to this one...Gillan vocals and song's arrangments are terrificly better....
There ain't no more cane on the Brazos
They ground it all up in molasses
Captain, don't you do me like you done your poor Shine
Well, they drove that poor Billy 'til he went stone blind
You want to come on the river in 1904
You could find many dead men most every road
If you going on the river in 1910
They was driving the women like they drive the men
Why don't you rise up, you dead men
Help me drive my road
Why don't you rise up, you dead men
Help me drive my road
Well, there's some in the building
And there's some in the yard
There's some in the graveyard
And there's some going home
Why don't you wake up, you people
And lift up your heads
You may get your pardon
But you may end up dead
Just want to add some background and history related to this song.
The Brazos River is the longest river in Texas. Spanish explorers called it the "Rio do los Brazos de Dios" which means "river of the arms of God." There are various legends explaining how the river came by its name, including ones about explorers, miners, or sailors whose lives were saved by finding the river, or being guided to it by Native Americans, just before they died of thirst. A number of Texas prison farms were built along the Brazos, and the river is mentioned in various African American prison songs, including "Ain't No More Cane On This Brazos." Convicts in these prisons worked along the river cutting sugar cane and picking cotton. They were treated brutally, and, on a regular basis, men dropped over in the fields from exhaustion and sunstroke. In the book titled "Racehoss" (and in a related film by the same name) a man named Albert Sample, who served time in a penitentiary on the Brazos, states that the prison was referred to by the convicts as "the burnin' hell." Some convicts tired to escape by making a run for the river. And, in making that break, you might say that they were running from hell to the arms of God.