[Written in 1947 by Merle Travis]
Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, what do you 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
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
And the straw boss said "Well, a-bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons, what do you 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', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the *canebrake* by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons, what do you 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
If you see me comin', better step aside
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't a-get you
Then the left one will
You load sixteen tons, what do you 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
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Chicks, kicks, cats, cool, yeah school!
Yeah, yeah, yeah I go a swingin' school
Where the chicks are kicks and the cats are cool.
Well we dance the greatest and we dress the latest
Wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
Ah, Bobby Ah! Uh huh! Everythings cool, thats cool
We're glad you go to a swingin' school.
My little chick is my heart's desire
Well the way we kiss it puts the school on fire.
Ah chicks, kicks, cats, cool, yeah school!
Yeah yeah yeah wail!
After school we have to rendezvous
Gonna plan all the things that we're gonna do.
Trade bookin' for cookin' and I'll quit my lookin'
When our days at the school are through.
Ah, Bobby Ah! Ah hah! Everythings cool, thats cool
We're glad you go to a swingin' school.
We live and love by the golden rule
We're gonna settle down at a swingin' school.
Well have a house and car, a swimmin' pool
Wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
I said a wo, wo, wo I go a swingin' school.
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