I do my best to play by the rules
I’ve bend a couple even break a few
Don’t get me wrong, I wanna do right
I just can’t seem to live in a virtuous light
Headaches by the bottle, hearaches by the number
Six of one, half dozen of the other
I fell in love with a preachers daughter
They washed my soul in the holy water
I gave her my heart and bought her a house
The devil broke in and broke me out
Now I owe the bank some money and I lost another lover
Six of one, half dozen of the other
No matter how you add it up it’s always the same
I give it my best and all I gets the blame
I’m living and loving and barely breaking even
Can’t be me must be the company I’m keeping
I went on out and made some brand new friends
Started my life all over again
Now some of them are saints and some of them are sinners
I’m still searching for a way to be a winner
I roll box cars one way or another
Six of one, half dozen of the other