Sixteen Tons

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 I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine I 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! 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 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 getcha then the left one will