Buck Owens - Sawmill 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. --- Instrumental --- 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...