Tennesse

Some people say a man is made outta mud
A poor man's made outta muscle and blood
Muscle and blood and skin and bones
  (okay, I might have put on a few pounds)
Got a mind that's a-weak and a back that's weak too,

I crank 35 pages with footnotes and cites, and what do I 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 several company stores

I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine (Wallace was like that)
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
I cranked out sixteen tons
And the 4man said "Well, a-bless my soul" son,
You have a job for life

Well the city done call and
Now I crank 35 pages with footnotes and cites, and what do I 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 several company stores

I was born one mornin', it was snowing hard (yep Wallace)
Fightin' and trouble are the middle name of my  neigbor--
   down the street, and I weren't given one, ( figured Stan was enough)
I was raised up the creek (Placer that is) by a big ol' black bear
Cain't no suit make me walk the line

I crank 35 pages with footnotes and cites and what do I 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 several company stores

If you see me comin', better step aside
Cause I might not see ya,  and (well) it could get ugly,
One fist of iron, and the other isn't.
Problem is, now I can't remember which is which

I crank 35 pages with footnotes and citations and what do I 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 several company stores

Thanks, Tennesse Ernie Ford--After a 21 1/2 hour shift yesterday/this morning, I realized that Ishould have listened closer to the lyrics, when I was younger and still had a good job as a gypo miner at the Galena, life would be so much more simple.