Intro: V1. Some people say a man is made out of mud, a poor man's made outa muscle an' blood, Muscle an' blood an' skin an' bone, a mind that's weak and a back that's strong. You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get? another day older an' deeper in debt; Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go, I owe my soul to the company sto'. V2. I was born one mornin' 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, an' the straw boss said, "Well, bless my soul!" Chorus V3. I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain; fightin' and trouble are my middle name; I was raised in the cane break by an' ol' mama lion, ain't no high-tone woman make me walk the line. V4. If you see me a-comin', better step aside. A lot o' men didn't; a lot 'o men died; One fist of iron an' the other of steel— If the right one don't get you then the left one will. Outro: You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get? another day older an' deeper in debt; Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go, (Slowly) I o-owe my s-o-o-oul; to the company sto'.