Saw Mill

Once I was a slave at the saw mill
 Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
 Let me have a dollar bill
 My work was so hard at the saw mill
 Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
 Let me have a dollar bill
 See my teardrops falling down
 My wife left the saw mill town
 She said saw mill life had been a sin
 The gravy were too thin
 I can't work no more at the saw mill
 Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
 Let me have a dollar bill
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 Well, if you bring your wife to the saw mill
 How you gonna please her, how you gonna please her
 When she wants a dollar bill
 She'll run away and leave you at the saw mill
 Women like a dollar, women like a dollar
 Yes, and women always will
 See my teardrops falling down
 My wife left the saw mill town
 She said saw mill life had been a sin
 The gravy were too thin
 I can't work no more at the saw mill
 Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
 Let me have a dollar bill
 Women like a dollar, women like a dollar
 Yes, and women always will