Some people say a man is made outta mud

A poor man's made outta muscle and blood

Muscle and blood and skin and bones

A mind that's a weak and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons what do you get

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

Raised in the canebrake by an ol'mama lion

Cain't no a high toned woman make me walk the line

You load sixteen tons what do you get

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 lotta men didn't a lotta men died

One fist of iron the other of steel

If the right one don't a get you then the left one will

You load sixteen tons what do you get

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