Gonna Get It Wrong

Here I am all worn down to the muscle the bone Done all I can Seems like everything I do turns into don't Still I stand still I try And I know I'm gonna get it wrong it's alright When the wheels come off And somewhere between the shoulder and the ditch Neither found nor lost And I can't say I'll ever know which is which There's a road and so I drive And I know I'm gonna get it wrong it's alright It's alright, it's alright It's alright if I find a thousand ways Just to fall from grace Got a true blue heart But every now and then it must get beat And if it falls apart And shatters like a whiskey glass around my feet Pick it up one more time And I know I'm gonna get it wrong Yeah I know I'm gonna get it wrong it's alright It's alright, it's alright It's alright --- Gonna Get It Wrong - Allison Moorer