I used to have a woman
That lived up on the hill
I used to have a woman
That lived up on the hill
She was crazy about me
Ooh well well, because I worked at the Chicago Mill
You can hear the womens hollin'
When the Chicago Mill whistle blow
You can hear the womens hollin'
When the Chicago Mill whistle blow
Cryin, 'Let loose my man
Ooh well well, please, and let him go home'
If you want a-plenty women
Boys, work at the Chicago Mill
If you want plenty women
Boys, work at the Chicago Mill
You don't have to give them nothin'
Ooh well well, just tell them that you will
When I went to work
I worked at the Chicago Mill
When I went to work
I worked at the Chicago Mill
So I could get plenty womens
Ooh well well, at my free, good, will
So, bye-bye, boys
Go on and have your thrill
So, bye-bye, boys
Go on and have your thrill
You don't need no money
Just say you work at the Chicago Mill
