Carter Boys
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 the drinking and I'd do the singing
They taught me to chase girls and cuss
We played poker and 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
Oh the Carter boys were brothers of mine
We had an old car that we kept tied together
With pieces of vale and 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 he 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
And 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 that drinking
And all those other men's wives
And there were six of us all together...
Oh there were six of us all together...
Os Meninos Carter
Os meninos Carter nasceram um após o outro
Num lugarzinho rural
Eu fui o último e a morte da minha mãe
E sei que foi um traço bem ruim
A gente bebia e eu cantava
Eles me ensinaram a correr atrás de garotas e xingar
Jogávamos pôquer e eu era o dealer
Eu era o único em quem podíamos confiar
E éramos seis no total
E assim ficamos o tempo todo
Seis de nós juntos
Oh, os meninos Carter eram meus irmãos
Tínhamos um carro velho que mantínhamos amarrado
Com pedaços de pano, fio e esperança
Bem, eles sabiam quando chegávamos e quando saíamos
Podiam perceber pelo barulho e pela fumaça
Sempre que o xerife não tinha nada pra fazer
Ele saía pra nos perseguir
As velhas rezavam, os velhos riam
E os de meia-idade só faziam cara feia
E éramos seis no total...
Papai era um pregador e o Senhor sabe que ele tentou
Nos deu tudo que podia
Perdemos muitas batalhas, mas papai sempre dizia
A única coisa que temíamos era o Senhor
Bem, ao olhar pra trás, por todos esses anos difíceis
Me pergunto como conseguimos sobreviver
Todo aquele trabalho duro, toda aquela bebida
E todas aquelas esposas de outros homens
E éramos seis no total...
Oh, éramos seis no total...
Composição: Tom T. Hall