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Some people say a man is made outa mud
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A poor man's made outa muscle 'n blood
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Muscle an' blood an' skin an' bone
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A mind that's weak and a back that's strong
Chorus
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You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get
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Another day older an' deeper in debt
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Saint Peter doncha call me 'cause I can't go
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I owe my soul to the company sto'
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If ya hear me a-comin' ya better step aside
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A lotta men din't an' a lotta men died
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With one fist of iron an' the other of steel
Em C B7
If the right one don' getcha then the left one will
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I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
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Picked up my shovel and I went to the mine
Em C B
Loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
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And the strawboss said Well Bless my soul
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I was born one morning in the drizzlin' rain
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Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
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I was raised in the canebreak by an' ol' mama hound
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Ain't no high-tone woman gonna push me around