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16 tonn


Some people say a man is made outa mud 
A poor man's made outa muscle 'n blood... 
Muscle an' blood an' skin an' bone 
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong 

You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get? 
Another day older an' deeper in debt 
Saint Peter doncha call me 'cause I can't go 
I owe my soul to the company sto' 

I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine 
Picked up my shovel and I went to the mine 
Loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal 
And the strawboss said, "Well, Bless my soul!" 

You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get? 
Another day older an' deeper in debt 
Saint Peter doncha call me 'cause I can't go 
I owe my soul to the company sto' 

I was born one morning in the drizzlin' rain 
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name 
I was raised in the canebreak by an' ol' mama-lion 
Ain't no high-tone woman make me walk the line.

You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get? 
Another day older an' deeper in debt 
Saint Peter doncha call me 'cause I can't go 
I owe my soul to the company sto' 

If ya see me a-comin' ya better step aside 
A lotta men didn't an' a lotta men died 
With one fist of iron an' the other of steel 
If the right one don't getcha then the left one will. 

You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get? 
Another day older an' deeper in debt 
Saint Peter doncha call me 'cause I can't go 
I owe my soul to the company sto'
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