I was wrong about the whiskey Wrong about the drugs Wrong when I told mama her prayers wouldn't do no good I grew up like most other guys So I don't know when it started and I don't know why It's so hard for me to admit when I'm wrong So when I started farmin where the wild oats grow Mama called said she was prayin and she thought I should know Her prayers get answered so I told her the same ole nothins wrong But the hell inside me just got hotter And somewhere between the powder and the bottle I found out what I never knew I didn't know And I was wrong about the whiskey Wrong about the drugs Wrong when I told mama her prayers wouldn't do no good Wrong about forgiveness oh and bein too far gone So here's the best five words in this song It's good to be wrong It's good to be wrong, it's good to be wrong Sometimes it's good to be wrong And I guess I should know Cause I'm the very best at reapin what you sow I thought it was curtains for me Playin the part in a losers dream Then a prayer turned hope back on And now it's good to be wrong Thank God I was wrong about the whiskey Wrong about the drugs Wrong when I told mama her prayers wouldn't do no good Wrong about forgiveness oh and bein too far gone So here's the best five words in this song It's good to be wrong It's good to be wrong, it's good to be wrong It's good to be wrong that's right