Circle left
*Some people say a man is made out of mud
A poor man's made out of muscle and blood
Allemande your corner do a dosado
Left allemande and then weave it you go
You load sixteen tons, whaddya get?
Dosado and promenade that ole' set
(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

Heads square thru and get me 4 hands you go
Dosado it's once around her you know
Swing thru, boys will run right
Bend your line, go right & left thru, turn 'em tonight
You flutter wheel one time, then slide thru
Swing that corner girl, promenade her you do
Saint Peter don't you call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company store