Some people say a man is made out of mud   A poor man's made out of muscle and blood   Muscle and blood, and skin and bones,   A mind that's weak and a back that's strong      (Chorus:)      You load Sixteen Tons, whadaya 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 mornin' when the sun didn't shine   Picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine   I loaded Sixteen Tons of number 9 coal   And the straw-boss said, "Well, bless my soul"      Repeat Chorus      I was born one morning it was drizzlin' rain   Fightin' and Trouble are my middle name   I was raised in the canebrake by an old mama lion   Can't no high-toned woman make me walk the line      Repeat Chorus      If you see me comin' better step aside   A lot of men didn't, a lot of men died   One fist of iron, the other of steel   If the right one don't get you, the left one will      Repeat Chorus