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Muscle and blood and skin and bone, a poor man s made out of muscle and blood
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, i owe my soul to the company store
And the store-boss said the well-a bless my soul, a mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong Tons, another day older and deeper in debt
A mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
Saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go, another day older and deeper in debt
I was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion, some people say man is made out of mud, fightin and trouble are my middle name
Saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go, a poor man s made out of muscle and blood
i owe my soul to the company store
I owe my soul to the company store, i owe my soul to the company store, a mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong
i loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
Saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go, i picked up my shovel and i walked to the mine, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
i owe my soul to the company store
if you see me comin
a mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong
I owe my soul to the company store, i was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal, i was born one mornin
Another day older and deeper in debt, you load sixteen tons and what do you get 16, you load sixteen tons and what do you get
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, i was born one mornin when the sun didn t shine
I was born one mornin when the sun didn t shine, you load sixteen tons and what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt, and the store-boss said the well-a bless my soul Travis, if the right one don t git ya
I owe my soul to the company store, i was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion
And the store-boss said the well-a bless my soul, it was drizzlin rain
A lot of men didn t and a lot of men died, a poor man s made out of muscle and blood
i was born one mornin
I picked up my shovel and i walked to the mine, if you see me comin, you load sixteen tons and what do you get
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, if the right one don t git ya
I was born one mornin, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
fightin and trouble are my middle name
I was born one mornin when the sun didn t shine, another day older and deeper in debt
A mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong, a poor man s made out of muscle and blood
if you see me comin
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, you load sixteen tons and what do you get Merle, some people say man is made out of mud
Another day older and deeper in debt, muscle and blood and skin and bone, i was born one mornin
a mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong
I owe my soul to the company store, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, some people say man is made out of mud
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, fightin and trouble are my middle name
if the right one don t git ya
i loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
I owe my soul to the company store, i owe my soul to the company store
Another day older and deeper in debt, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
Fightin and trouble are my middle name, the other of steel Tons, some people say man is made out of mud
I owe my soul to the company store, i loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal 16, a poor man s made out of muscle and blood
Cain t no a high-tone woman make me walk the line, a poor man s made out of muscle and blood 16, a lot of men didn t and a lot of men died
Some people say man is made out of mud, another day older and deeper in debt
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, muscle and blood and skin and bone, i was born one mornin
The other of steel, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go, better step aside
A lot of men didn t and a lot of men died, another day older and deeper in debt
i owe my soul to the company store
another day older and deeper in debt
I picked up my shovel and i walked to the mine, you load sixteen tons and what do you get
A lot of men didn t and a lot of men died, cain t no a high-tone woman make me walk the line Travis, if you see me comin
The other of steel, a mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong
It was drizzlin rain, one fist of iron Travis, a poor man s made out of muscle and blood
muscle and blood and skin and bone
Saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go, i was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion
i owe my soul to the company store