Some people say that a man is made out of mud,
A poor man's made out og muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong
you load sixteen tons, what do you get ?
Another day older and deeper in debt
Bhagwan, don't call me cause i can't go ?
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said, well bless my soul
I was born one morning, it was drizzling rain
Fighting and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in a cane-brake by an ole mama lion
can't no high toned women make me walk the line
If you don't see me coming better step aside
A lotta man didn't
A lotta man died
One firt of iron
the other of steel
if the right one don't get you
the left one will