Son yeah some people say a mans made outta mud
But a poor mans made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood skin and bone a mind
Thats weak and a back thats strong
You load sixteen tons what do you get
Another day older and deeper and debt
St Peter dont you call me I cant go
I owe my soul to the company store
I owe my soul I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one mornin when the sun didnt shine
Grabbed me a shovel and I went to the mine
Loaded sicteen tons of No 9 coal
And the storeboss said well bless my soul
I load sixteen tons what do you get…
Guitar
Well I was born one morning it was drizzlin rain
Figting and trouble is my middle name
I was raised in wood by mama of mine
No hightoned mama makes me walk the line
I load sixteen tons what do you get…
If you see me comin better step aside
A lotta men didnt and a lotta men died
One fist is iron the other ones steel
If the right one dont get you then the left one will
I load sixteen tons what do you get…