I got drunk in Raleigh and I played too long
Word got back to Nashville ‘fore I got back home
The record label said boy you better straighten up your act
The lawyers told me, “Son, that's what the contract says”
So I got good and sober and I stayed that way
But still you couldn't find a Worley record on the rack
I did everything they asked me to do
And still they went and cut me loose
But I ain't balling, I’m through crawling
I got lots of other people calling
No more nagging, I ain't bragging
But my boot heels they ain't dragging
I ain't falling and I'm jumping off the wagon
I'm already feeling more like my old self
That double-shot of Dickel was a lot of help
From here on out I am just doing my own thing
There's something to be said about just feeling good
I'm going with my gut so, baby, knock on wood
If this don't work I've only got myself to blame
I ain't into looking back
I ain't never got nowhere like that
So I ain't balling, I’m through crawling
I got lots of other people calling
No more nagging, I ain't bragging
But my boot heels they ain't dragging
I ain't falling and I’m jumping off the wagon
I ain't balling, I’m through crawling
I got lots of other people calling
No more nagging, I ain't bragging
And my boot heels they ain't dragging
I ain't falling and I’m jumping off the wagon
I ain't driving, hell, I’m diving off the wagon