Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron - Cane lyrics
[Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron - Cane lyrics]
The Rural South, as described by Jean Toomer
At the turn of the century
Was the inspiration for
This song about two of
It's characters this is
About the primary product of that area
The Cane
Take Karintha, take Karintha
Perfect as dusk when the sun goes down
And take Karintha, as perfect as twilight
As a child able to drive
Both young and old wild
As perfect as dusk when the sun goes down
Said take Karintha and remember
Remember every sound
‘Cause, often as our flowers bloom
Men will try and cut them down
Said take Karintha, as sweet as spring rain
Run from the Cane, run from the Cane
Pray for Becky, and pray for Becky
White woman gave birth to two black sons
Pray for Becky
Her one-room shack fell to the ground
The two boys killed a man
And had to leave town
Said white woman gave birth to two black sons
Said pray for Becky and remember
Remember the days she looked to us for help
And we all turned away said pray for Becky
Buried down near the trains
Deep in the Cane, deep in the Cane
At the turn of the century
Was the inspiration for
This song about two of
It's characters this is
About the primary product of that area
The Cane
Take Karintha, take Karintha
Perfect as dusk when the sun goes down
And take Karintha, as perfect as twilight
As a child able to drive
Both young and old wild
As perfect as dusk when the sun goes down
Said take Karintha and remember
Remember every sound
‘Cause, often as our flowers bloom
Men will try and cut them down
Said take Karintha, as sweet as spring rain
Run from the Cane, run from the Cane
Pray for Becky, and pray for Becky
White woman gave birth to two black sons
Pray for Becky
Her one-room shack fell to the ground
The two boys killed a man
And had to leave town
Said white woman gave birth to two black sons
Said pray for Becky and remember
Remember the days she looked to us for help
And we all turned away said pray for Becky
Buried down near the trains
Deep in the Cane, deep in the Cane