The Carter boys were born one and after another in a little old country place
I was the last and the death of my mother and I know it was a pretty bad trace
We'd get to drinking I'd do the singing and they taught me to chase girls and cuss
We played poker I'd do the dealing I was the only one we could trust
And there were six of us all together and that's how we stood all the time
Six of us all together the Carter boys were brothers of mine
We had an old car that we kept tied together with pieces of baling wire and hope
Well they knew when we got there and they knew when we left
They could tell by the noise and the smoke
Anytime the sheriff had nothing to do he'd get out and chase us around
The old women prayed the old men laughed and the middle aged people all frowned
There were six of us all together...
Daddy was a preacher and the Lord knows he tried
Gave us everything he could afford
We lost a lotta battles but daddy always said the only thing we feared was the Lord
Well as I look back through the long lean years I wonder how we ever survived
All of that hard work all of those women and all of those pistols and knives
There were six of us all together...
There were six of us all together...