The Platters – Sixteen Tons – Lyrics

Lyrics

 

Some people say a man is made outta mudA poor man’s made outta muscle and bloodMuscle and blood, and skin and boneA mind that’s a-weak and a back that’s strong
You load 16 tons, and what do you gain?Another day older and deeper in debtSaint Peter, don’t you call me ’cause I can’t goI owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin’ when the sun didn’t shineI picked up my shovel and I walked to the mineI loaded 16 tons of number nine coalAnd the straw boss said, “Well, a-bless my soul”
You load 16 tons, and what do you gain?Another day older and deeper in debtSaint Peter, don’t you call me ’cause I can’t goI owe my soul to the company store
If you see me comin’, better step asideA lotta men didn’t, and a lotta men diedOne fist of iron, the other of steelIf the right one don’t a-get you, then the left one will
You load 16 tons, and what do you gain?Another day older and deeper in debtSaint Peter, don’t you call me ’cause I can’t goI owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin’, and it was drizzlin’ rainFightin’ and trouble are my middle nameI was raised in the canebrake by an ol’ mama lionAin’t no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load 16 tons, and what do you gain?Another day older and deeper in debtSaint Peter, don’t you call me ’cause I can’t goI owe my soul to the company store

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