Hank Thompson Sixteen Tons Lyrics:
SIXTEEN TONS Writer Merle Travis Some people say
man is made out of mud A poor man's made out of
muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and
bone 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 the "Well-a bless my
soul" You load sixteen tons and what do you
get Another day older and deeper in debt Saint
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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 cane-brake by an
old mama lion Cain't no a high-tone 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 If you see me comin',
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 git ya, 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
Lyrics: Sixteen Tons, Hank Thompson [end]