Can you make a rebel out of a Careless Man’s Carefuldaughter? Well, I once thought I was A Carefuldaughter, Careful Wife, Careful Mom…. fast forward 5 years and here I am wreckless and fly by the seat of my pants kind of gal. I wing it 99% of the time, and you never know What may come out of this mouth. It should be more like the Lee Brice song, She Ain’t Right. I have my daddy’s tongue and temper, and sometimes my mouth could use a filter, and I often wonder if God shook his head the day he built me!