A poor man's made outta muscle and blood.
Muscle and blood and skin and bones,
A mind that's 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 sto-o-ore!
when i was a child my family would often travel to western Kentucky where my parents where born..
to a backwoods old town that's often remembered ......so many times my memories are worn...
oh daddy won't you take me back to mullenburg county..
down by the green river where paradise lay...
I'm sorry my son but you're too late in askin ...
mr. peabodys coal train ..hauled it away...