!!! Jimmy Ricks - Sixteen Tons (1965, USA) ** | Текст песни

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• !!! Jimmy Ricks
• Sixteen Tons (1965, USA) **

1965 Vibrations
Vinyl, 12\" LP US
Mainstream Records 56050
Promotion Copy, No For Sale
Release: April 1965

Сольный альбом легендарного баса Джимми \"Рикки\" Рикса, выпущенный уже после того, как он покинул «Воронов» в 1955 году.

Arranged By, Conductor – Don Sebesky
Bass – Richard Davis
Drums – Ed Shaughnessy, Mel Lewis
Guitar – Barry Galbraith, Ken Burrell
Harmonica – Jean Hieleman
Percussion – Doug Allan, George Devens
Piano – Frank Anderson
Saxophone – Charles Mariano, Ray Beckenstein, Stan Webb
Saxophone, Clarinet – Phil Bodner
Saxophone, Flute – Seldon Powell
Trombone – William Watrous, Paul Faulise, Urbie Green, Wayne Andre
Trumpet – Bernie Glow, Burt Collins, James Maxwell, Jimmy Nottingham
Vocals – Jimmy Ricks

Some people say a man is made out of mud
A poor man's made out of muscle 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 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 straw boss said well a bless my soul

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 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 canebreak by an old mama lion
Ain't no high tone woman make me walk the line

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 owe my soul to the company store

If you see me coming better step aside
A lot of men didn't a lot of men died
One fist of iron the other of steel
If the right one don't get you then the left one will

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 owe my soul to the company store