Cat. #1016 (MFH #616) - As sung by Kay Orhlin, Mountain View, Arkansas on October 7, 1969
CHORUS:
Go fill th glasses to th rim
Go pass them early around
We'll drink good luck to th saw mill boy
Who works ten hours around
An' when his day's work is over
Goes whistling home with joy
O, happy, happy, will be th girl
That marries th saw mill boy
VERSE 1
Says Mother to her Daughter
Go take it to your room
You shall not marry th saw mill boy
He'll bring to you, your doom
The only time that he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
An' all he has in this whole wide world
Is a suitcase or a trunk
VERSE 2
Says Daughter to her Mother,
How can you be so unkind
I will not marry no other one
But th one that suits my mind
His pants are made of courdroy
His jacket is of blue
I'd rather be a saw miller wife
Than wail in Waterloo