Saw Mill [set I]

Once I was a slave at the sawmill
Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
Let me have a dollar bill
My work was so hard at the sawmill
Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
Let me have a dollar bill
See my teardrops falling down my
Wife left this sawmill town
She said sawmill's life had been a sin
The gravy were much too thin
I can't work no more at the sawmill
Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy
Let me have a dollar bill
If you take your wife to the sawmill
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 sawmill
Women like a dollar
Women like a dollar yes and women always will
See my teardrops falling down my
Wife left this sawmill town
She said sawmill's life had been a sin
The gravy were much too thin i can't
Work no more at the sawmill
Yes and women like a dollar
Yes and women like a dollar
Yes and women always will