Buck Owens - Saw Mill lyrics

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 [ steel ] 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... Women like a dollar women like a dollar yes and women always will