Lyrics Suit and Tie (Sixteen Tons) - Cooper Alan

Bobby works a coal mine, dust in his windpipe
Turned 35, got an 80-year-old spine
Sleeps in a double wide, fridge full of booze
He says, "I gotta get by, what can you do?"

I bust my ass, and what do I get?
Another IOU to the IRS
And some DC Devil in a Red Corvette
I sold my soul but I can't pay rent
80 hours a week, 50 years and you die
Doc, I can't sleep, well, here's a pill to get high
Boss, I need a break, but boy you're mine
I sold my soul to a suit and tie

Brandy works the graveyard, down at the Walmart
Doug long hauls in a Mac Truck real far
They've got three kids and two paychecks
A little bit of land and a whole lotta debt

I bust my ass, and what do I get?
Another IOU to the IRS
And some DC Devil in a Red Corvette
I sold my soul but I can't pay rent
80 hours a week, 50 years and you die
Doc, I can't sleep, well, here's a pill to get high
Boss, I need a break, but boy you're mine
I sold my soul to a suit and tie

It's blind rat racing, running through a maze and
They pull all the strings and they keep on taking
Half of my dimes and all of my time
Sold on a dream that turned into a lie

I bust my ass, and what do I get?
Another IOU to the IRS
And some DC Devil in a Red Corvette
I sold my soul but I can't pay rent
80 hours a week, 50 years and you die
Doc, I can't sleep, well, here's a pill to get high
Boss, I need a break, but boy you're mine
I sold my soul to a suit and tie