Day 298:<\/p>\n
Some people say a miner is made outta’ mud
\nA spare port miner’s muscle and blood
\nMuscle and blood, skin and bones
\nA mind that’s a-weak and a suit that’s strong<\/p>\n
You load sixteen tons and what do ya get?
\nAnother day older and deeper in debt
\nSaint Peter don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
\nI owe my soul to The Company’s store<\/p>\n
I was born one mornin’ where there’s no sun to shine
\nI picked up a laser and flew to the mine
\nI loaded sixteen tons of andesite stone
\nAnd the mine boss said, “Well, a-bless my soul”<\/p>\n
You load sixteen tons and what do ya get?
\nAnother day older and deeper in debt
\nSaint Peter don’t you call me ’cause I can’t go
\nI owe my soul to The Company’s store<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Day 298: Some people say a miner is made outta’ mud A spare port miner’s muscle and blood Muscle and blood, skin and bones A mind that’s a-weak and a suit that’s strong You load sixteen tons and what do ya get? Another day older and deeper in debt Saint Peter don’t you call me … <\/p>\n