Fm Some people say a man is made outta mud Fm D# C# C7 A poor man's made outta muscle and blood Fm D# C# C7 Muscle and blood and skin and bones Fm A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong Chorus: Fm D# C# C7 You load sixteen tons, what do you get Fm D# C# C7 Another day older and deeper in debt Fm D# C# C7 Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go Fm I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine Picked up the shovel and I walked to the mine I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal And the straw boss said, "Well, bless my soul!" Chorus: You loaded sixteen tons an' whaddya get? Another day older an' deeper in debt Saint Peter doncha call me cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one morning, it was drizzlin' rain Fightin' and trouble are my middle names Raised in the canebrake by an' ol' mama lion Can't no high-tone woman make me walk the line Chorus: You loaded sixteen tons an' whaddya get? Another day older an' deeper in debt Saint Peter doncha call me cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store If you see me comin', better step aside A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died With one fist of iron, the other of steel If the right one don't getcha then the left one will Chorus: You loaded sixteen tons an' whaddya get? Another day older an' deeper in debt Saint Peter doncha call me cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC# C7 D# Fm |