Paroles de Saw Mill
Once I was a slaveat 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 ] 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
WHATLEY, HORACE MONROE / TILLIS, MEL
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