Don’t you hate when you’ve been singing a song for years and somebody points out to you that you have the lyrics wrong? And no matter what, you’ll never “hear” them right. It’s also possible for that to work in reverse—when somebody else sings it wrong and that’s the only way you hear it from then on.
I was singing along with “Check Yes or No” several years back and, when the Short Kid hassled me about it, I tried to get him to sing along with me. He said he would, but he’d need a blanket language pass. (If it’s necessary in order to tell a story properly, the Short Kid may get a pass to say a bad word one time, with the understanding some of the longer bad words need not apply.)
I was confused. It’s George Strait. How could he possibly need a language pass to sing this:
“Do you love me, do you wanna be my friend?
And if you do
Well then don’t be afraid to take me by the hand
If you want to
I think this is how love goes, check yes or no”
So I gave him a language pass and made him tell me the song.
“I think this is how love goes, jackass or no.”
Sounds like a few romance novel heroes, no? I laughed at him before giving him the correct lyrics, but I’ve never heard the song “correctly” since, and often sing jackass or no when it’s on the radio.
Fast forward to “Stay” from Florida Georgia Line. I love this long, but one line in particular made me cringe…
“And I’d break my bones just to hear your pain.”
This made no sense to me. Maybe I’ve seen too many episodes of Criminal Minds (as in all of them), but I had a mental image of some guy snapping his fingers in half while she screamed. This ruined the song for me because…gross.
We were all in the truck one day when the song played and I mentioned I thought the lyrics were particularly gruesome. This surprised my family as I’m usually the defender of country music lyrics and the College Kid most definitely is not. If I should happen to complain about the lyrics of the songs they listen to, he’ll start listing off the instances in country music of guys rolling down back roads in jacked-up trucks with ice cold beers in the center console.
“Sure, Mom. Drunk driving is so much more wholesome than fighting demons.”
Since I’m zero-tolerance when it comes to driving while intoxicated, the debate comes to an abrupt end.
But in this case, I couldn’t wrap my mind around a guy breaking his bones to hear his romantic interest scream and said so. When they were finished laughing at me, I was informed the lyrics are:
“I’d sell my soul just to see your face.
And I’d break my bones just to heal your pain.
In these times I need a saving grace, but time is running out and I’m starting to lose my faith.”
That makes so much more sense to me. And it’s a lot more romantic than the whole Criminal Minds vibe I thought they had going on.
What’s your favorite “wrong” lyric?