Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a weak and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons what do you get
You get another day older and deeper in debt
Saint peter don't you call me cause i can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one morning it was drizzling rain
Fighting and trouble are my middle name
Raised in the canebrake by an ol'mama lion
Cain't no a high toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons what do you get
You get another day older and deeper in debt
Saint peter don't you call me cause i can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
If you see me coming better step aside
A lotta men didn't a lotta men died
One fist of iron the other of steel
If the right one don't a get you then the left one will
You load sixteen tons what do you get
You get another day older and deeper in debt
Saint peter don't you call me cause i can't go
I owe my soul to the company store