I 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 
Black smoke fills the sky 
Get the kids and bring 'em home 
And make 'em stay inside 

From Thibodeaux to Raceland there's a fire in the fields 
All the way up the bayou from Lafourche to Iberville 
Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain 
Dirty dark in morning when they're burning 
Sugar cane 

Christmas on the bayou, midnight come and gone 
Driving by the sugar mills all the lights are on 
Parking lot full of trucks inside the furnace glows 
Everybody's working overtime it's a good job even though 

From Thibodeaux to Raceland there's a fire in the fields 
All the way up the bayou from Lafourche to Iberville 
Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain 
Dirty dark in morning when they're burning 
Sugar cane 

First came the sugar cane then came Thibodeaux 
King sugar built this town cane paved these roads 
Burn the leaves, harvest fast that's more for the company 
Nobody even thinks to ask, nobody thinks to scream 

From Thibodeaux to Raceland there's a fire in the fields 
All the way up the bayou from Lafourche to Iberville 
Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain 
Dirty dark in morning when they're burning, burning 

Ashes are falling like a dark and deadly snow 
All the way up the bayou and to the gulf of Mexico 
Dirty air, dirty laundry, dirty money, dirty rain 
A dirty deal with the devil and they're burning 
Burning, burning sugar cane