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Second Best

Words and Music by Eg

 

I wrote this song to give Lisa something to sing solo.  This was the 
first song that I had ever written for someone else to sing.  I wanted 
to write something gritty that showed the underbelly of addiction but that also continued the narrative on through into recovery.  That is the beauty of this song—is how much recovery can and does transform lives.  There are literally thousands of couples around the world that have and are living this song—both the violence and the hopelessness and the miracle of recovery in a marriage/relationship.  So that was the premise of the song.  The first version we recorded—with just me on acoustic guitar—Danny came up with the idea of the lyrical interplay between “you’re the second best, you’re the very best thing that ever happened to me.”  I love that image and idea of the antagonist of the song coming home to his wife after a meeting and telling her that she’s the “second best thing.”  Then he goes, “Oh wait…no…you’re the very best thing.”  So, it is a nod to the importance of recovery not only in our own lives but how much of a positive and transformational impact that getting clean and then working a program can have upon a long term relationship.

 

In early 2008, Lisa and I decided we wanted to take Second Best to the next level.  I had recently me Ken Kelly (producer of some of Sister Hazel’s early music) and had begun discuss the possibility of him producing and recording Second Best at his studios in Clearwater.  Lisa and I scraped together our pennies and we came up with the whole nut for this song ($3000—which now seems like an outrageous lot of money for one song but then we just didn’t know).  We went to the studio and watch Mark Trojanowski and Ali lay down a spectacular bass & drums track.  Ken worked on the skeletal guitars and then we went up and cut vocals.  It took about a month but then the song arrived in my inbox and I have to say that he did a bang up job on producing and engineering this song.  Ken added the middle musical bridge and that has really made this long narrative song hang together nicely.  We are forever indebted to Ken for the fine work he did with this song.

 

Ken’s recording of Second Best is the only song on the album that was (a) not recorded live and (b) was not done in Nashville in June 2012.   This song appeared, in its current form, on Grace & Grit in 2008.

 

When it came time to master all the songs for Kleen 2013, I was unable to locate the original work or WAV files for Second Best.  There are no archive copies left.  All we had was an MP3 from Grace & Grit.  God bless Adam Fox and his mad mastering skills.  He took that MP3 and made it sound significantly better than the original with more warmth and vocal presence.  The song not only jumps forward from his TLC, but it also sounds now like the other songs on the album.

LYRICS

 

I love a man who loves the bottle
I’ve grown tired of cleaning up mess after mess
Didn’t think I’d play second fiddle
When I wore my taffeta homecoming dress

 

Just got the call from the county jail
He’s got another DUI and $5000 bond
If I pay, I’ll be wearing bruises by morning
And if I don’t…they’ll be hell to pay

 

Hey baby it’s me
Yeah, I screwed up again
Come down here and get me
And I promise, I promise, I promise
I’ll never do it again

 

I love a man who loves the bottle
I guess he deserves whatever it is that he gets
I’m not sure of who I hate the most
Him, the drugs, the booze or my own damned self
Putting on my coat and tying up my shoes
Look in the mirror for insight
In my car I signal left for downtown
Wonder where I’d end up if I turned right…and just kept on going

 

Hey baby its me
Why didn’t you come and get me
And where are you hiding
Don’t you do this to me
‘Casue I promised, I promised, I promised…no, no no.

 

Grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change
Courage to change the things I can
And the Wisdom, the Wisdom to know….that is me.

 

I love a man who used to love the bottle
He’s been sober now these past few years
He’s still got his problems and God knows I’ve got mine
But some days I’m so grateful the tears run down my face
Hey baby its me (Yeah, its you)
I just got out of the meeting
I’ve been wanting to tell ya
I’ve been dying to tell ya
And I’m telling you now…

 

You’re the Second Best
You’re the Very Best
You’re the Second Best
You’re the Very Best
The Very Best thing…
…That ever happened to me.

 

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