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Off out to work

After thirty years of labouring I have eventually got to a put a tie on for work this morning - bugger I'm late already....

I was born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
Picked up a shovel and I walked to the mine
I hauled Sixteen Tons of number 9 coal
And the straw-boss said, "Well, bless my soul"


(Chorus:)

You haul Sixteen Tons, whadaya 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


Repeat Chorus

Born one morning it was drizzle and rain
Fightin' and Trouble are my middle name
I was raised in a canebrake by an old mama lion
And no high-toned woman make me walk the line


Repeat Chorus

See me comin' better step aside
A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died
I got one fist of iron and the other of steel
And if the right one don't get ya, the left one will


Repeat Chorus

Born one mornin' when the sun didn't shine
Picked up a shovel and I walked to the mine
I hauled Sixteen Tons of number 9 coal
And the straw-boss said, "Well, bless my soul"


Repeat Chorus

Comments

"I wanted to become a judge, but the exam to become a judge is too rigorous, while the exam to become a miner is noted for it's lack of rigor. . . . They only ask you one question, "What's your name?" and I got 75% on that."

Dang, who was that commedian with the routine about how he bacame a coal miner instead of a judge?

Dunno, but Peter Cook had a sketch about not becoming a judge "because I didn't have the Latin".

Mark Steyn has more about this here: http://tinyurl.com/kp8t9

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