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I was born one morning when sun didn't shine,
I picked up my mitts and I went to the grind,
Loaded 16 tons of slumbering souls,
And the straw boss said: "Well, bless my soul!"
You send 16 souls,
And what do you get?
Another day older,
And deeper in debt.
Sarenrae, don't you call me,
Cause I can't go,
I owe my soul to the Chelish whore
If you see me coming, you better step aside,
A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died.
My one fist is cold iron, the other one's silver,
And if the left don't getcha, then the right one will
You send 16 souls,
And what do you get?
Another day older,
And deeper in debt.
Sarenrae, don't you call me,
Cause I can't go,
I owe my soul to the Chelish whore
I was born one morning, it was drizzling rain,
Fighting and Trouble 's my middle name,
I was raised down in Cheliax by an old mountain mine,
And there’t be one loose women make me walk that line!
You send 16 souls,
And what do you get?
Another day older,
And deeper in debt.
Sarenrae, don't you call me,
Cause I can't go,
I owe my soul to the Chelish whore