Sixteen Tons |
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Sixteen Tons Lyrics |
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 Some people say a man is made outta mud.A poor man`s made outta muscle and blood. Muscle and blood, skin and bones; A mind that`s weak and a back that`s strong. You load sixteen tons an` what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt. St Peter don`t you call me cause I can`t go: I owe my soul to the company store. Well, I was born one mornin` when the sun didn`t shine. I picked up a shovel, an` I walked out to the mine. I loaded sixteen tons of Number 9 coal, An` the store boss said: "Well, bless my soul." You load sixteen tons an` what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt. St Peter don`t you call me cause I can`t go: I owe my soul to the company store. Well, I was born one mornin`, it was drizzlin` rain. Fightin` an` trouble was my middle name. I was raised in the canebreak by an old mama lion, Can`t no high-toned woman makes me walk the line. You load sixteen tons an` what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt. St Peter don`t you call me cause I can`t go: I owe my soul to the company store. Well, if you see me comin`, better step aside. A lotta men didn`t, an` a lotta men died. One fist of iron, the other of steel. If the right one don`t get you, then the left one will. You load sixteen tons an` what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt. St Peter don`t you call me cause I can`t go: I owe my soul to the company store. |
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