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