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Em D C H7
I Some people say man's made out mud,
Em D C H7
Well, a good man's made out of muscle and blood
Em G A
Muscle and blood, and skin and bones,
H7
And mind that's weak and the back that's strong.
Em D
Chorus You load 16 tons,
C H7
And what do you get?
En D
Another day older,
C H7
And deeper in debt.
Em G
Saint Peter, don't you call me,
A
Cause I can't go,
Em H7 Em
I owe my soul to the company store!

II I was born one morning when sun didn't shine,
I picked up my shovel and I went to the mine,
Loaded 16 tons of number nine coal,
And the straw boss said: "Well, bless my soul!"

Chorus

III I was born one morning, it was drizzling rain,
Fighting and Trouble 's my middle name,
I was raised down the Canebrake by an old mountain mine,
And there ain't no hard hearted women make me walk that line!

Chorus

IV If you see me coming, you better step aside,
A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died.
My one fist is iron, the other one's steel,
And if the left don't getcha, then the right one will.

Chorus

Сидим мы в баре как-то раз
И вдруг от шефа дан приказ:
Летите, мальчики, на восток,
Ну что ж, по машинам - ведь путь далек!
Прощайте бабы, прощай притон!
Ведь в каждой бомбе - 16 тонн!
В каждой машине предельный груз
Летят те мальчики бомбить Союз
This one time we sat in a bar
And suddenly, an order comes down from the CO:
Fly eastward, boys,
Well! time to man the machines, then - the way is long.
Good-bye to our girls and our favorite dive
Each bomb weighs 16 tons
Each plane is loaded to the max
The boys are flying to bomb USSR.