SIXTEEN TONS
(AND WHAT DO YOU GET?)
Some people say a man is
made out of mud
A real man's made out of 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, 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!
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A COUPLE MORE LIVES
(LEFT IN ME YET)
Some people think a cat was
born to be tame;
But in a real cat's eyes, there's always
a flame.
I lie quiet beside you, you don't
know--
I got a tom-tom heart beatin' "Go, tom-cat,
go!"
You waste one more life, and what do you get?
Another pound fatter when you're weighed at the vet.
Saint Francis, when you call me, I'll pay that
debt--
But there's a couple more lives left in me
yet!
[ etc. . .. ]
Lyrics above copyright
2003 Brad Burgall |
