Well the sun is hot, But we can't stop, -Swing'n that cane-knife. It's burn'n our backs, But we can't relax, -Swing'n that cane-knife. I wish I were dead, There's more cane ahead, -Swing that cane-knife. The man said 'have a blow.' But we all know, He means, sharpen that cane-knife. The farmer comes down, He's got a frown, Start swing'n that cane-knife. When the days work is done, It's time for some fun, Stop swing'n that cane-knife. A tub and some grub, Then it's down to the pub, Where there ain't no cane-knives. But before too long, They're sing'n a song, And swing'n their cane-knives.