Sixteen Tons

Some people say a man is made out of mud

A poor man's made out of muscle and blood

Muscle and blood, skin and bone

A mind that's 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 morning when the sun didn't shine

I picked up my shovel and 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 come, you better step aside

A lot of men didn't and a lot of 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 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 morning and it was drizzling rain

Fighting and trouble are my middle name

I was raised in the cane-brake by and old mama lion

Can't no high-toned woman make me walk the line

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