Sugar Cane

(Mary Gauthier&Catie Curtis) Mama said she 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 when the black smoke filled the sky She'd pick me up and take me home and make me stay inside From Thibodaux to Raceland there's fire in the fields All the way up the bayou from Lafourche to Iberville Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain A dirty dark at daybreak burning the sugar cane Christmas on the bayou, midnight's come and gone Driving past the sugar mill, all the lights are on The parking lot is full of trucks I can see the furnace glow Everybody's working overtime, it's a good job, even though