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