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