Sugar Cane

I don't give a damn what those people say

Cane smoke can't be good for you

Day after day, every year at harvest time

Black smoke fills the sky

Get the kids and bring 'em home

And make 'em stay inside

From Thibodeaux to Raceland there's a fire in the fields

All the way up the bayou from Lafourche to Iberville

Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain

Dirty dark in morning when they're burning

Sugar cane

Christmas on the bayou, midnight come and gone

Driving by the sugar mills all the lights are on

Parking lot full of trucks inside the furnace glows

Everybody's working overtime it's a good job even though

From Thibodeaux to Raceland there's a fire in the fields

All the way up the bayou from Lafourche to Iberville

Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain

Dirty dark in morning when they're burning

Sugar cane

First came the sugar cane then came Thibodeaux

King sugar built this town cane paved these roads

Burn the leaves, harvest fast that's more for the company

Nobody even thinks to ask, nobody thinks to scream

From Thibodeaux to Raceland there's a fire in the fields

All the way up the bayou from Lafourche to Iberville

Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain

Dirty dark in morning when they're burning, burning

Ashes are falling like a dark and deadly snow

All the way up the bayou and to the gulf of Mexico

Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain

A dirty deal with the devil and they're burning

Burning, burning sugar cane