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They say that a poor man is made out of mud
But a poor man is made out of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bone
A mind that's weak but a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
Cause I owe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Trouble and Fightin' are my middle name
I've got one fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't get ya, then the left one will

You load sixteen tons of number nine coal
The strew-boss says the "Well-a bless my soul"
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
Cause I owe my soul to the company store

So if you see me comin', better step aside
I've got to go, walk that mine
I've got one fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't get ya, then the left one will

You load sixteen tons of number nine coal
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 Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
Cause I owe my soul to the company store

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