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Suit and Tie (Sixteen Tons)

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Bobby works a coal mine, dust in his windpipe
Turned thirty-five, got an eighty 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
Eighty hours a week
Fifty 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 lot of 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
Eighty hours a week
Fifty 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, 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
Eighty hours a week
Fifty 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

WRITERS

Sam Bergeson, Timothy Alan Cooper Jr, Joe Clemmons

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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