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 wanna 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 wanna 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