Sixteen Tons

Some people say a man is made outta' mud A poor man's made outta' muscle and blood Muscle and blood, and skin and bones A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong You load sixteen tons, and what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal And the store boss said "Well, a-bless my soul" You load sixteen tons, and what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store If you see me comin', better step aside A lotta men didn't, and a lotta men died One fist of iron, the other of steel If the right don't get you, then the left one will You load sixteen tons, and what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store