Lyrics Sixteen Tons - Harry Nilsson
Some
people
say
man
is
made
out
of
mud
A
poor
man′s
made
out
of
muscle
and
blood
Muscle
and
blood
and
skin
and
bone
A
mind
that's
a-weak
and
a
back
that′s
strong
You
load
sixteen
tons
and
what
do
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
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
store-boss
said
the
"Well-a
bless
my
soul"
You
load
sixteen
tons
and
what
do
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
I
was
raised
in
the
cane-brake
by
an
old
mama
lion
Cain′t
no
a
high-tone
woman
make
me
walk
the
line
You
load
sixteen
tons
and
what
do
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
lot
of
men
didn't
and
a
lot
of
men
died
One
fist
of
iron,
the
other
of
steel
If
the
right
one
don′t
git
ya,
then
the
left
one
will
You
load
sixteen
tons
and
what
do
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
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