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, a bless my soul»
You loaded sixteen tons
What do you get
Another day older and deeper in debt
St. Peter don't you call me
Cause I can't go,
I owe my soul to the company store
I was born one morning
when it was drizzling rain
Fighting and trouble is my middle name
I was raised in a King Break
By an old mother lion
Ain't no high talking woman
gonna make me walk the line
Some people say a man
Is made out of mud
A poor man's made out of
Muscle and blood
Muscle and blood, skin and bone
A mind that's weak
And a back that's strong
Well, if you see me comin'
Better step aside
Cause a lot of men didn't
And a lot of men died
One fist of iron,
the other of steel
If the right one don't get you
Then the left one will