Some people say a man is made out of mud
A poor man is made out of
Muscle and blood in her skin and bones
You load sixteen tons in her,
Another day older and deeper in debt
Saint Peter don't call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
when the sun didn't shine
and I walked through the mine
The straw boy said, God bless my soul
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter don't call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
Fighting trouble, I'm a middle name
I was raised in Kilburn, London town
Ain't no business or no bank
You load 16 tons and what do you get?
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter don't call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
A lot of men did, a lot of men died
Oh, one fist to iron, the other steel
If the right don't get you, the left will
You load sixteen tons in,
Another day older, and deeper in there
San Diego, don't call me, cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
You load 16 tons and why do you get
And deeper end than San Pedro
Don't call me cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store
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