Lyrics
A mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong, then the left one will
another day older and deeper in debt
a lot of men didn t and a lot of men died
One fist of iron, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
if the right one don t git ya
I owe my soul to the company store, i was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion, if you see me comin
I was born one mornin, another day older and deeper in debt
a lot of men didn t and a lot of men died
Another day older and deeper in debt, and the store-boss said the well-a bless my soul
another day older and deeper in debt
The other of steel, a lot of men didn t and a lot of men died
I was born one mornin, fightin and trouble are my middle name
saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
one fist of iron
Saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go, if the right one don t git ya, saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
A lot of men didn t and a lot of men died, a poor man s made out of muscle and blood
saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go
I owe my soul to the company store, cain t no a high-tone woman make me walk the line
some people say man is made out of mud
fightin and trouble are my middle name
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, i was born one mornin when the sun didn t shine
i owe my soul to the company store
you load sixteen tons and what do you get
A poor man s made out of muscle and blood, i owe my soul to the company store
I owe my soul to the company store, better step aside
Another day older and deeper in debt, another day older and deeper in debt
i was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion
A mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong, you load sixteen tons and what do you get
i was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion
I was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion, you load sixteen tons and what do you get 16, better step aside
If the right one don t git ya, i loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal, fightin and trouble are my middle name
Some people say man is made out of mud, fightin and trouble are my middle name, if the right one don t git ya
A poor man s made out of muscle and blood, i was raised in the cane-brake by an old mama lion
A mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong, another day older and deeper in debt Tons, it was drizzlin rain
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, another day older and deeper in debt, muscle and blood and skin and bone
The other of steel, a lot of men didn t and a lot of men died
i was born one mornin
i owe my soul to the company store
a mind that s a-weak and a back that s strong
You load sixteen tons and what do you get, i owe my soul to the company store 16, another day older and deeper in debt
Saint peter don t you call me cause i can t go, if you see me comin
One fist of iron, i picked up my shovel and i walked to the mine
