16 Tons taby ukulele według Johnny Cash (Chwyty barytonu)

E7

     Am           G      F           E7
Some people say a man is made out of mud
  Am         G           F          E7
A poor man's made out of muscle and blood
Am                   Dm
Muscle and blood and skin and bone
  Am                   E7
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong.


         Am      G     F           E7
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
 Am         G         F         E7
Another day older and deeper in debt
      Am                           Dm
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
  F                  E7      Am
I owe my soul to the company store.


      Am       G                F          E7
I was born one morning when the sun didn't shine
  Am           G            F             E7
I picked up my shovel and I walked to the mine
         Am              Dm
I loaded sixteen tons of number nine coal
        Am                    E7
And the straw boss said, "Well, a-bless my soul!"


         Am      G     F           E7
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
 Am         G         F         E7
Another day older and deeper in debt
      Am                          Dm
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
  F                  E7      Am
I owe my soul to the company store.


Am             G               F         E7
I was born one morning, it was drizzling rain
Am           G           F         E7
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
      Am                                    Dm
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
      Am                    E7
Ain't no a-high-toned woman make me walk the line


         Am      G     F           E7
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
 Am         G         F         E
Another day older and deeper in debt
      Am                                     Dm
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
  F                  E7       Am
I owe my soul to the company store.


       Am     G             F     E7
If you see me coming better step aside
  Am         G         F          E
A lot of men didn't, a lot of men died
     Am                    Dm
With one fist of iron, the other of steel
       Am                                        E7
If the right one don't get you then the left one will.


         Am      G     F           E7
You load sixteen tons, what do you get?
 Am         G         F         E7
Another day older and deeper in debt
      Am                               Dm
Saint Peter, don't you call me 'cause I can't go
  F                  E7       Am
I owe my soul to the company store.