Sixteen Tons

Merle Travis

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Versione sarda di Piero Marras

SIXTEEN TONS Some people say a man is made out of mud A poor man's made out of muscle and blood Muscle and blood, 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 St. Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin' and the sun didn't shine I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal and the straw boss said, "well bless my soul!" .....you loaded... You load sixteen tons, and what do you get? another day older and deeper in debt St. Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store I was born one mornin' it was drizzlin' rain fightin' and trouble are my middle name I was raised in a cane-brake by an old mama lion can't no high-toned woman make me walk no line You load sixteen tons, and what do you get? another day older and deeper in debt St. Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store If you see me comin', better step aside A lot of men didn't, a lot of men died One fist of iron, the other of steel If the right one don't get you, then the left one will You load sixteen tons, and what do you get? another day older and deeper in debt St. Peter, don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store You load sixteen tons, and what do you get? Another day older and deeper in debt St. Peter don't you call me, 'cause I can't go I owe my soul to the company store

SIXTEEN TONS B'at zente asut'e terra cada die traballande Sun homines de sàmbene sa vida gherrande Su cùcuru ‘e sos depidos 'che tocat in chelu Sos pessamentos mudan su sonnu in disvelu E tando bim bam bò Miseru chi so Ca so truncàndemi s'ischina e m'assimizo a unu boe Santu Predu, no mi mutas chi no potho artziare Ca s'ànima apo bèndidu a su printzipale Sa die chi so naschidu deo su sole fit bambu E sos frores poberitos mi parian chene cambu Deo chin sa pala in manu ispalande sa miniera De biver cun sa morte imparo sa manera E tando bim bam bò Miseru chi so Ca so truncàndemi s'ischina e m'assimizo a unu boe Santu Predu, no mi mutas chi no potho artziare Ca s'ànima apo bèndidu a su printzipale Sa die chi so naschidu deo fit rusinande Iscuru fit su chelu e su bentu rulande Ap'ispalau crabone dae sa die 'e su batizu Gai cantat sa cantone de miniera unu fizu E tando bim bam bò Miseru chi so Ca so truncàndemi s'ischina e m'assimizo a unu boe Santu Predu, no mi mutas chi no potho artziare Ca s'ànima apo bèndidu a su printzipale