SIXTEEN TONS
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Intro:
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Some people say a man is made out of
mud, a poor man’s made out of muscle and blood
Well, I was born one morning when the sun didn’t shine, I picked up my shovel and walked to the mine
Well, I was born one morning it was drizzlin’ rain, fightin’ and trouble are my middle name
If you see me comin’ better
step
a - side, a lot of men didn’t and a lot of men died
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Muscle and blood and skin and bones, a
mind that’s weak and a back that’s strong
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal, and the straw boss said, “Well, bless my soul!”
I was raised in the canebreak by an old mamma lion, can’t no high-toned woman make me walk the line
One fist of iron and the other of steel, if the right one doesn’t get you then the left one will.
CHORUS:
You load sixteen tons and what do you get?
An-other 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’s store.
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