Tennessee Ernie Ford - Sixteen tons

^AmSome people say a man ^Fis made outa ^Emud ^AmA poor man's made outa^F muscle 'n bl^Eood... ^AmMuscle an' blood an' s^Fkin an' ^Ebone ^AmA mind that's weak and a ^Fback that's ^Estrong

cho: ^AmYou load sixteen tons an' ^Fwhaddya g^Eet? ^AmAnother day older an' ^Fdeeper in d^Eebt ^AmSaint Peter doncha call me 'c^Fause I can't ^Ego ^AmI owe my soul to the ^Ecompany ^Amsto'

^AmIf ya hear me a-comin' ya better ^Fstep asi^Ede ^AmA lotta men din't an' ^Fa lotta men d^Eied ^AmWith one fist of iron an' the ^Fother of ste^Eel ^AmIf the right one don' getcha then the ^Fleft one w^Eill.

^AmI was born one mornin' when the ^Fsun didn't sh^Eine ^AmPicked up my shovel and I ^Fwent to the ^Emine ^AmLoaded sixteen tons of number ^Fnine ^Ecoal ^AmAnd the strawboss said, "W^Fell, Bles^Es my soul!"

^AmI was born one morning in the ^Fdrizzlin' ^Erain ^AmFightin' and trouble are ^Fmy middle ^Ename ^AmI was raised in the canebreak by ^Fan' ol' mama ^Ehound ^AmAin't no high-tone woman gonna ^Fpush me ^Earound.