Suit and Tie (Sixteen Tons)

Bobby works a coal mine, dust in his windpipe

Turned 35, got an 80-year-old spine

Sleeps in a double wide, fridge full of booze

He says, "I gotta get by, what can you do?"

I bust my ass, and what do I get?

Another IOU to the IRS

And some DC Devil in a Red Corvette

I sold my soul but I can't pay rent

80 hours a week, 50 years and you die

Doc, I can't sleep, well, here's a pill to get high

Boss, I need a break, but boy you're mine

I sold my soul to a suit and tie

Brandy works the graveyard, down at the Walmart

Doug long hauls in a Mac Truck real far

They've got three kids and two paychecks

A little bit of land and a whole lotta debt

I bust my ass, and what do I get?

Another IOU to the IRS

And some DC Devil in a Red Corvette

I sold my soul but I can't pay rent

80 hours a week, 50 years and you die

Doc, I can't sleep, well, here's a pill to get high

Boss, I need a break, but boy you're mine

I sold my soul to a suit and tie

It's blind rat racing, running through a maze and

They pull all the strings and they keep on taking

Half of my dimes and all of my time

Sold on a dream that turned into a lie

I bust my ass, and what do I get?

Another IOU to the IRS

And some DC Devil in a Red Corvette

I sold my soul but I can't pay rent

80 hours a week, 50 years and you die

Doc, I can't sleep, well, here's a pill to get high

Boss, I need a break, but boy you're mine

I sold my soul to a suit and tie