One fist of iron, the other of steel

Summer 2008, Euboia

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 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

~ Merle Travis, "Sixteen tons"