Sawmill

G                         C 
Once I was a slave at the sawmill 
G 
Talk about a poor boy,  
 
Talk about a poor boy 
               C     G 
Let me have a dollar bill 
 
 
 
                           C 
My work was so hard at the sawmill 
G 
Talk about a poor boy,  
 
Talk about a poor boy 
              C      G 
Let me have a dollar bill 
 
 
C 
See my teardrops falling down  
 
My wife left this sawmill town 
                                   D7 
She said sawmill's life had been a sin 
 
The gravy were much too thin 
 
 
  G                          C 
I can't work no more at the sawmill 
G 
Talk about a poor boy, talk about a poor boy 
              C      G 
Let me have a dollar bill 
 
 
                             C 
If you take your wife to the sawmill 
G 
How you gonna please her,  
 
How you gonna please her 
                 C      G 
When she wants a dollar bill 
 
 
She'll run away and leave you at the sawmill 
Women like a dollar,  
Women like a dollar.  
Yes and women always will. 
 
 
See my teardrops falling down  
My wife left this sawmill town 
She said sawmill's life had been a sin 
The gravy were much too thin.  
I can't work no more at the sawmill 
Yes and women like a dollar,  
yes and women like a dollar 
Yes and women always will