Frankie Lane - Sixteen's Tons | Текст песни

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Some people say a man is made of a mud
A poor man`s made of muscie and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that`s weak and a back that`s strong

*You load sixteen tons, what do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don`t you call me cause I can`t go
I woe my soul to the company store

I was born one mornin`
When the sun didn`t shine
I picked up my shovel, I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the strawboss said " Well best my soul "

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I was born one mornin`, it was drizzling rain
Fightin` and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in a cane
Brake by an old name`lion can`t
No, Icall woman make me walk the line

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If you see me comin` better step a side
A lotta man didn`t, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don`t get you
Then the left on will you

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