Thursday, November 19, 2009

Sixteen Tons

By Merle Travis
Rise Up Singing chapter: Mountain Voices, p.149
Em - C B7 / Em - C B7 / Em - Am - / Em - - B7
Em - C B7 / Em - C B7 / Em - Am - / Em - B7 Em

Now some people say a man's made out of mud
But a poor man's made of muscle and blood
Muscle and blood, skin and bone
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong

You load sixteen tons and 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


  1. my dad would sing this song when I was a kid! maybe I can learn to play it for him. he's tone deaf, so I don't even have to play it right. yeah!

  2. Thank you again and again! I'm trying to track down a set of songs tonight, and you've done most of them.