Sixteen Tons - Johnny Cash

Some peo-ple say a man's made of mud

A poor man's made out of mus-cle and blood

mus-cle and blood and skin--and bones

A mind that's weak and a back that's strong

You load Six-teen Tons and wha-da-ya get?

A lit-tle bit ol-der and--deep-er in debt and

Saint Pe-ter don't you call me cause I can't go

I owe my soul to the com-pa-ny store

 

I was born one morn-in' when the sun did-n't shine

I pick up a sho-vel and I walked to the mine

load-ed Six-teen Tons of num-ber 9 coal

And the straw-boss said, "Well--bless my soul"

 

You load Six-teen Tons and wha-da-ya get?

A lit-tle bit ol-der and--deep-er in debt and

Saint Pe-ter don't you call me cause I can't go

I owe my soul to the com-pa-ny store

 

I was born one morn-ing it was driz-zle-in' rain

Fight-in' and Trou-ble are my mid-dle name--

I was raised in a cane-brake by an old ma-ma lion

no high-toned wo-man make me walk the line

 

You load Six-teen Tons and wha-da-ya get?

A lit-tle bit ol-der and--deep-er in debt and

Saint Pe-ter don't you call me cause I can't go

I owe my soul to the com-pa-ny store

 

Yea if ya see me com-in' bet-ter step a-side

A lot of men did-n't and a lot of men died

I got one fist of i-ron the o-ther of steel

if the right one don't get ya, then the left one will

 

You load Six-teen Tons and wha-da-ya get?

A lit-tle bit ol-der and--deep-er in debt and

Saint Pe-ter don't you call me cause I can't go

I owe my soul--to the com-pa-ny store