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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Channing Wilson
Channing Wilson
Lead Vocals
Chris Powell
Chris Powell
Drums
Brian Allen
Brian Allen
Bass Guitar
Leroy Powell
Leroy Powell
Electric Guitar
Mike Webb
Mike Webb
Piano
Kristen Rogers
Kristen Rogers
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Channing Wilson
Channing Wilson
Songwriter
Kendell Marvel
Kendell Marvel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer

Lyrics

Well, baby packed her stuff up, she didn't even say goodbye
I never seen her leaving, coming till she's out of sight
And now this working all week long just to keep the heat on, lying in a lonely bed
It sure gets old being cold, think I'll go get this ol' heartache outta my head
I'm going back to gettin' outta my mind
Back to getting stoned to the bone
Doing wrong and doing it right
Yeah, no more, no fun, I'm done walking the line
I'm going back, I'm going back to gettin' outta my mind
Well, I ain't no stranger to going out and laying it down
I was the king of honkytonkin' long before you come around
And now that pretty little put-on smile tamed me for a little while
Honey, I was good with laying low
But since you left, hell, I guess it'd be best if I let your lonesome memory go
I'm going back to gettin' outta my mind
Back to getting stoned to the bone
Doing wrong and doing it right
Yeah, no more, no fun, I'm done walking the line
Honey, I'm going back, I'm going back to gettin' outta my mind
I'm going back to gettin' outta my mind
Back to getting stoned to the bone
Doing wrong and doing it right
Yeah, no more, no fun, I'm done walking the line
Honey, I'm going back, I'm going back to gettin' outta my mind
I'm going back, I'm going back to gettin' outta my mind
Written by: Channing Wilson, Kendell Marvel
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