Six Ways From Sunday Lyrics

Six ways I've been pulled
Six ways to lose my mind
They'll turn your pockets out
Boy leave you dead or dying
Tough love can get to rough
When the good times start to slide
Them words ringing in my head
Watch the hair go with the hide
Hollering

Six ways from Sunday
Mama let me be
Six ways from Sunday
Darling let me be
Tomorrows a new day dawning
Might be for you
Six ways from Sunday – Hollering

Broke down and tied to the ground Like a mule on the down side
Yelling gee and yelling haw loud
In my ears till I want to cry
But that whip don't mean too much
When a mule ain't got a chance
Let 'em roll watch how they fold
Victims of their circumstance
Hollering

Six ways from Sunday
Mama let me be
Six ways from Sunday
Darling let me be
Tomorrows a new day dawning
Might be for you
Six ways from Sunday - Hollering

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