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the mockingbird & THE CROW

by HARDY

Summary

This song is about growth and staying true to yourself. It contrasts the idea of being a "mockingbird" who mimics what’s popular with being a "crow," who embraces their uniqueness and authenticity.

Full Analysis

The overall theme of "the mockingbird & THE CROW" is about finding one’s own voice in a world that often pressures artists to conform. The narrator reflects on their journey from a small-town kid to a musician in the big leagues. They deal with expectations from the industry but ultimately choose to stand out instead of blending in. It’s a celebration of individuality and the challenges that come with it.

Verse 1

I grew up in a little town named after another
Catching bass and cutting grass is how I spent my summers
I know it sounds cliché, but it's how I was raised
And I got my first guitar from a pawn shop off of Poplar

This verse sets the scene of the narrator's humble beginnings. They describe a simple, traditional upbringing that many can relate to. The "little town" gives a sense of nostalgia, while catching bass and cutting grass paints a vivid picture of summer days. The mention of getting a guitar from a pawn shop suggests that music was a passion that developed from modest means.

Chorus

I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt

Here, the narrator embraces their identity as a "mockingbird." They acknowledge that they create music similar to what’s already out there, reflecting common experiences like Friday nights and driving down backroads. This chorus captures the essence of country music, where shared stories resonate with listeners. It shows a certain comfort in familiarity, even if it leans toward cliché.

Verse 2

I found myself a contract down on Sixteenth Avenue
Writing songs for anyone about anything I knew
And I've come a long long way
But one thing hasn't changed

In this verse, the narrator reveals their transition into the music industry. "Sixteenth Avenue" hints at Nashville, the heart of country music. They talk about writing songs for various artists, which shows growth but also hints at a loss of personal touch. The line, “one thing hasn’t changed,” suggests a lingering connection to their roots, despite the changes in their career.

Chorus

I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt

Repeating the chorus reinforces the narrator’s struggle with their image. They still feel like a mockingbird, caught between authenticity and commercial success. The repetition emphasizes how this dilemma continues to affect them as they navigate the music scene.

Bridge

Well fuck that, and fuck you 'cause
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city

This bridge is a turning point. The narrator expresses frustration with the pressures to conform. They acknowledge that their music might not appeal to everyone, but there's a sense of pride in their individuality. The imagery of "wings" suggests freedom and the power of their unique voice.

Chorus

And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
I'll fly the line I choose to brother
Even if that makes me the crow

In this part of the chorus, the narrator rejects the idea of being just another artist who plays it safe. They embrace the idea of being a "crow," indicating a desire to stand out and take risks. It’s a powerful declaration of self-identity and the courage to follow one’s own path, even if it means being different.

Outro

I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's home
I've always been a mockingbird but
Now I'm a mockingbird and I'm the crow

The outro brings the song full circle. The narrator still identifies as a mockingbird but recognizes they’ve evolved into something more complex. They’ve found a balance between their roots and their desire for authenticity. It’s a hopeful ending, suggesting that they can embrace both aspects of their identity.

Closing Thoughts

Overall, "the mockingbird & THE CROW" tells a compelling story of growth and the struggle between authenticity and conformity. It’s relatable for anyone who’s tried to find their voice amid external pressures. The song’s catchy chorus and relatable imagery make it a powerful anthem for self-acceptance and individuality.

Full Lyrics

I grew up in a little town named after another
Catching bass and cutting grass is how I spent my summers
I know it sounds cliché, but it's how I was raised
And I got my first guitar from a pawn shop off of Poplar
Picked up Sweet Home Alabama, and Smoke On The Water
And that's what got me out
It's crazy thinking now
I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's home
I've always been a mockingbird but
Now I'm a mockingbird with a microphone
I found myself a contract down on Sixteenth Avenue
Writing songs for anyone about anything I knew
And I've come a long long way
But one thing hasn't changed
I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs you've heard
Like Friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's home
I've always been a mockingbird but
Now I'm a mockingbird with a microphone, mm
A mockingbird with a microphone, ooh, with a microphone
With a microphone, with a microphone
Do this, do that
That shirt, this hat
Don't forget to smile
Kiss the ring once in a while
Don't say, those words
Put down your finger
Throw in a slow love song or two
Well fuck that, and fuck you 'cause
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city
My last name is all you hear
And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
I'll fly the line I choose to brother
Even if that makes me the crow
The crow, the crow
Even if that makes me the crow
The crow, the crow, the crow
Well do that, do this
Unclench your fist
You're too loud, you're too proud it won't work
Well, tell that to twenty five thousand rednecks
With my dumb face on their T-shirt
The way I sing may not be pretty
May not be music to your ears
But when these wings roll through your city
My last name is all you hear
And I refuse to be another
Mockingbird with a microphone
I'll fly the line I choose to brother
Even if that makes me the crow
The crow, the crow
Even if that makes me the crow
The crow, the crow, the crow
I'm a mockingbird
Singing songs that sound like other songs you've heard
Like friday nights and headlights on some backroad red dirt
And how Mississippi's home
I've always been a mockingbird but
Now I'm a mockingbird and I'm the crow
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