Sugarcane Field Albino Blues by The Litchis

There’s a ticket ship I got on
but I can’t say I ever won
Ain’t done nothing but clear cane
Can’t go back from where I came

White as sugar, blade is done
Growing old when I am young

So much sweetness in the field
But I just taste the foreman’s heel
My skin’s the shade of an Englishman
I’m slaving hard in this dead land

White as sugar, blood is sweet
Growing cold in this heat

I’m a brown man turned inside out
They shoved crops of cane down my mouth
Sugar’ll turn you into a ghost
Make you lose what you love the most

White as sugar, hope is gone
Growing pale under the sun