16 Tons
Tennessee Ernie Ford
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Now | some people say a man is | made out of | mud |
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But a | poor man's made out of | muscle and | blood |
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| Muscle and blood - | skin and bones |
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A | mind that's weak and a | back that's | strong. |
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You load | sixteen tons, and | what do you | get - An | other day older and | deeper in | debt |
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| 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 straw boss hollered: "Well, a-bless my soul!" | |
You load sixteen tons, 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', it was drizzlin' rain. | |
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name. | |
I was raised in the bottoms by a momma hound. | |
I'm mean as a dog but I'm gentle as a lamb. | |
You load sixteen tons, 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, a lotta men died | |
One fist of iron, the other of steel | |
If the right one don't a-get you | |
You load sixteen tons, 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 | |
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