Buck Owens

Buck Owens - Saw Mill lyrics

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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

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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
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Language: English

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