Cane Killed Abel

I was a cane-cutter but now I'm at sea

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

Once cane killed Abel, but it won't kill me

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

There was an old seaman who sang this refrain

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

He stood at the bar and he filled up again

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

I rose every morning about half past three

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

To cook my own breakfast, my dinner and tea

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

I worked very hard until i went to sea

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

Once cane killed Abel, but it won't kill me

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

This cutting of cane, it isn't much fun

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

They melt it all down and make Bundaberg rum

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

I was a cane-cutter but now I'm at sea

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys

Once cane killed Abel, but it won't kill me

Stool it, and top it, and load it, my boys