Some people say a man

is made out of mud

A poor mans made

out of muscle and blood.

Muscle and blood,

and skin and bones

A mind thats weak

and a back thats strong.



You load sixteen tons

and what do you get?

Another day older

and deeper in debt.

St. Peter dont you call me

Cause I cant go.

I owe my soul to the company store.



I was born one morning

when the sun didnt shine.

I picked up my shovel

and I walked to the mine.

I loaded sixteen tons

of number nine coal.

And the store boss said

Well bless my soul.



Chorus You load sixteen tons..





I was born one morning

it was drizzling rain.

Fighting and trouble

are my middle name.

I was raised in the cambric

by an ol mama lion.

Cant know a high toned woman

make me walk the line.



Chorus You load sixteen tons..



If you see me coming

better step aside.

A lotta men didnt,

a lotta men died.

One fist of iron,

the other of steel.

If the right one dont get you

the left one will.



Chorus You load sixteen tons..