Zemde

a glass of sunshine

Your teeth feel gritty

The day is done

You hammered the mine

And loaded sixteen tons.

 

Stumble down to the bar

With your boots undone

Your blonde hair\'s black

From loading sixteen tons

 

Slam your coins on the counter

Chew on tabacca like grass

And Maybe whistle a little

while he pours you a glass

 

Take a deep long drink

Of that burning hot sun

It goes down like lava

But you ain\'t been stunned

 

You can swallow a star

And barely notice the pain

You got sixteen tons

You loaded under your name.