Sold my soul to the company store

Here at archshrk.com we strive to sucker attract visitors with the highest quality content in hopes they will pay our way through life by clicking on our banner ads, link ads, and crafty product placement. In an effort to further our riches (currently holding around $30 over the past two years) we have launched a new scam “feature”.

Take a gander over in the left column and click on the link to the Company Store. There you we see products for you to buy that I have either personally recommended, personally seen or simply just heard of. heck, if it might exist, I’m willing to sell it. You can visit the embeded version or check out the stand alone version which will open in a new window with more options.



I sold my soul to the company store lyrics…
Sixteen Tons by Tennessee Ernie Ford

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

5 thoughts on “Sold my soul to the company store

  1. You and I definitely tread in different vineyards.

    Thanks for the regular visits at the Rust Belt, by the way. I keep trying to let you know I apprecaite your visits, but for some reason my comments disappear.

    here via michele today.
    p

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