A5 F5 E5 Some people say a man is made outa mud A5 F5 E5 A poor man's made outa muscle 'n blood... A5 F5 E5 Muscle an' blood an' skin an' bone A5 F5 E5 A mind that's weak and a back that's strong A5 F5 E5 cho: You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get? A5 F5 E5 Another day older an' deeper in debt A5 F5 E5 Saint Peter doncha call me 'cause I can't go A5 E5 A5 I owe my soul to the company sto' A5 F5 E5 If ya hear me a-comin' ya better step aside A5 F5 E5 A lotta men din't an' a lotta men died A5 F5 E5 With one fist of iron an' the other of steel A5 F5 E5 If the right one don' getcha then the left one will. A5 F5 E5 I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine A5 F5 E5 Picked up my shovel and I went to the mine A5 F5 E5 Loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal A5 F5 E5 And the strawboss said, "Well, Bless my soul!" A5 F5 E5 I was born one morning in the drizzlin' rain A5 F5 E5 Fightin' and trouble are my middle name A5 F5 E5 I was raised in the canebreak by an' ol' mama hound A5 F5 E5 Ain't no high-tone woman gonna push me around.