Hang me for a sucker 
On the plains out of Narrabri 
Swingin' a hoe in a CAL-cotton row 
Sweatin' on the dangers to me 
Bossman's Mr. Tucker 
He's a man I don't care to defy 
And his only child wicked and wild is seeking my 
company 

She's gonna build me up tear me down 
Slap my knee bones to the ground 
Me and mine are gonna be around 
When Tuckers' daughter's a memory 

Hot sun is a killer 
She'll be waitin' at the end of my line 
Taking the shade with a cool lemonade sayin' 
Boy I wanna talka to you 
Bossmans' only daughter 
She ain't his and she'll never be mine 
Never be down on a dollar or two 
Or told what she's gonna do 

She's gonna build me up tear me down 
Slap my knee bones to the ground 
Me and mine are gonna be around 
When Tuckers' daughters a memory 
Build me up tear me down 
I won't kneel 'til the trumpet sounds 
And Tuckers' daughter's a memory 

People born with all they need 
They don't understand 
Everything you want don't come from holding out your 
hand 
Tuckers' daughter thinks she sees 
A slave at her command 
I know you need some time yet baby 
But when the time is right 
Babe I just ain't your man