Some people say a man is made out of mud Well, a poor man's made outta muscle and blood Muscle and blood and skin and bone and a mind That's weak but a back that's strong
And he was born one morning when the sun didn't shine He picked up his shovel and he went to the mines He loaded sixteen tons of that number nine coal Til the Straw boss said, "Well, uh, bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons and whaddaya get? Another day older and deeper in dept Saint Peter don'tcha call me 'Cause I can't go, I owe my soul to the Company Store
So if you see him coming you better step aside A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died He's got one fist of iron and the other of steel And if the right one doesn't get you then the night one will
You load sixteen tons and whaddaya get? Another day older and deeper in dept Saint Peter don'tcha call me 'Cause I can't go, I owe my soul to the Company Store