Sixteen tons
Merle Travis

Some people say a man is made out of mud
A poor man's made out of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that is weak and a back that is strong
You load sixteen tons, and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in dept
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 the shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said: "Well a bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons...

I was born one morning, it was drizzling rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in a canebrake by an ol'e mama lion
Can't no hightoned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons...

If you see me coming, you better step aside
A lot of men didn't - a lot of men died
one fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't get you, the left one will
You load sixteen tons...