Sixteen Tons – Eric Burdon

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 ya 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 […]

Soul Of A Man – Eric Burdon

Want somebody tell me, what is the soul of a man I’m going to ask the question, answer if you can If anybody here can tell me, what is the soul of a man? I’ve traveled in different countries, I’ve traveled foreign lands I’ve found nobody to tell me, what is the soul of a […]

P. o. Box 500 – Eric Burdon

Than to try it a second time, in the state of Alabama. I’m gonna miss your Midnight shows, and miss your early mornin’ tokes, your big buddha face smilin’ Out across the ocean. You were a good thief, you taught me what to steal, I Guess you know by now how much I took from […]

We Gotta Get Out Of This Place – Eric Burdon

Where the sun refuse to shine People tell me there ain’t no use in trying Now my girl you’re so young and pretty And one thing I know is true You’ll be dead before your time is due I know Watch my daddy in bed and tired Watch his hair been turning gray He’s been […]

Goin’ Down Slow – Eric Burdon

I’ve had my fun if I don’t ever get well no more I know my health is failing me now I know I’m goin’ down slow Won’t somebody write my mother and tell her the shape I’m in I want somebody to writet my mother and tell her the shape I’m in I want you […]