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Dieciséis Toneladas-60 (Merle Travis)
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Letra
Dieciséis Toneladas
Yo soy un pobre paria, minero soy
Con mi azadón y mi pala nací
Y un día gris sin aurora y sin sol
Dispuesto a luchar a la mina fui
Cargar sixteen tons y descargar
Es tu misión viejo hay que aguantar
Tu recompensa, pobre John, la tendrás
Cuando echo polvo descansarás ya
Ya desde que apunta el sol me debo al control
Y soy para el capataz un número más
Mi nombre es inquietud y preocupación
Pero suelen llamarme polea John
Cargar sixteen tons y descargar
Es tu misión viejo hay que aguantar
Tu recompensa, pobre John, la tendrás
Cuando echo polvo descansarás ya
Fue tu vida negra y dura pobre John
Tal vez dirán los que verán
Mi funeral, y el jefe dirá
Fue un valiente corazón luchando hasta el final
Cargar sixteen tons y descargar
Es tu misión viejo hay que aguantar
Tu recompensa, pobre John, la tendrás
Cuando echo polvo descansarás ya
Música Original
Sixteen tons Tenesse-47 (Merle Travis)
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Letra
Sixteen tons Tenesse
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
A mind that's a-weak and a back that's strong
You load sixteen tons, 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
I was born one mornin' when 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, a-bless my soul"
You load sixteen tons, 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
I was born one mornin', it was drizzlin' rain
Fightin' and trouble are my middle name
I was raised in the canebrake by an ol' mama lion
Cain't no-a high-toned woman make me walk the line
You load sixteen tons, 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
If you see me comin', better step aside
A lotta men didn't, a lotta men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't a-get you, then the left one will
You load sixteen tons, 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