| Some folks say a man is made outta mud
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| But a poor man's made outta muscle and blood
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| Muscle and blood, skin and bones
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| A mind that's weak and a back that's strong
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| You load sixteen tons and what do you get
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| Another day older and deeper in debt
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| Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
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| I owe my soul to the company store, yeah, ha
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| I was born when the sun didn't shine
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| I became a man who would work in the mine
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| I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
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| The foreman said, "Well, a-bless my soul"
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| I was born in drizzlin' rain
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| Fightin' and trouble was my middle name
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| When I come around, you better step aside
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| A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died, yes they did
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| You load sixteen tons and what do you get
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| Another day older and deeper in debt
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| Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
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| I owe my soul to the company store
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| And hear you sing it one time with me
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| Sixteen tons and what do you get
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| Another day older and deeper in debt
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| Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
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| I owe my soul to the company store
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| Everybody humming only
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| Mmm, hmm, ooh, ooh, yeah
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| Mmm, hmm, ooh, ooh |