There'S No More Corn On The Brasos

There's no more corn on the Brazos
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They grinded it all up in molasses
Ooh—ooh—ooh, ooh—ooh
You've come on the river in 1904
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You could find many dead men on every turn of the road
Ooh—ooh—ooh, ooh—ooh
There's no more corn on the Brazos
Oh—oh—oh—oh—oh
They grinded it all up in molasses
Ooh—ooh—ooh, ooh—ooh
You've been on the river, 1910
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Well, they're drivng the women like they drive the men
Ooh—ooh—ooh, ooh—ooh
There's no more corn on the Brazos
Oh—oh—oh—oh—oh
They grinded it all up in molasses
Oh—oh—oh—oh—oh