The Osborne siblings strummed their first chords during those jam sessions. From the very start, TJ Osborne was the brother with the voice. He sang in a thick, low baritone, crooning like Johnny Cash long before he was even old enough to drive. Older brother John, on the other hand, was the family’s guitar shredder, his fingers capable of down-home bluegrass licks, arena-worthy rock riffs, country twang, and everything in between. Combined, the two Osbornes could play everything from traditional country music to rock & roll, creating a broad, full-bodied sound that would eventually fill the 11 songs on their major-label debut, Pawn Shop.
Like its title suggests, Pawn Shop offers a little bit of everything. There’s bluesy slide guitar, country duets, southern rock solos, harmonies, and plenty of groove. The hooks are big, the guitars are loud, and the songs — every last one of them co-written by the Osbornes, who reached out to award-winning songwriters like Shane McAnally and Ross Copperman for help — introduce a duo whose music bridges the gap between the mainstream and the alternative world. Some songs were written at home in Nashville, while others came together on the road, where the guys spent several years headlining their own club shows, touring the country with Darius Rucker, and playing some of the biggest arenas in America with fellow rule-breaker Eric Church.
“Most duos are built on singing,” says TJ “But John is an incredible guitar player, and this band is built on me singing and John playing guitar. It gives us two parallels that work nicely together.”
“It’s like an old-school rock approach,” adds John, who cites classic bands like Aerosmith and the Allman Brothers as influences on the duo’s dynamic. “Groups like that always had the lead singer as well as the sideman guitar player. That’s what we’re going for, too. We’re carving our own path in country music.”
That unique path has already led the band toward the upper half of the country charts. “Rum” got them there first, mixing the feel-good sunshine of a beach tune with a far more realistic storyline. There’s no actual beach in “Rum,” after all. Instead, Brothers Osborne turn the song into a tribute to the simple pleasures that their Maryland hometown offers: friends, good weather, and the occasional drink. They even filmed the song’s music video in Deale, filling the clip with footage of friends, relatives, and locals.
“Most people we grew up with don’t go to these beautiful beaches,” says TJ. “They can’t afford to do it. They don’t have the time for it. What we’re most familiar with is people going to the local bars and hanging out with each other.” John adds, “We tried to have the biggest time possible with what little we had. ‘Rum’ explains that.” The brothers agree, “We had to say it from our own perspective.”
A similar theme runs throughout “Dirt Rich” and “Pawn Shop,” two songs that stress the importance of appreciating what you’ve got. Pawn Shop dishes up plenty of love songs, too, from “Loving Me Back” — an old-school country duet featuring vocals from Lee Ann Womack — to “Stay a Little Longer,” the band’s biggest hit to date. While a three-minute guitar solo brings “Stay a Little Longer” to an epic, anthemic close, Brothers Osborne also devote time to more laid-back songs, from the nostalgic California country of “21 Summer” to the 420-friendly “Greener Pastures.”
Brothers Osborne, who co-produced the album with Jay Joyce (the award-winning producer behind Little Big Town’s Painkiller, Eric Church’s The Outsiders, and Carrie Underwood’s Storyteller), recorded most of Pawn Shop during breaks in their busy touring schedule, using members of their own touring band rather than session musicians from the Nashville community. The result is an album that’s stamped with the unmistakable mark of a band. It doesn’t sound like two singers, flanked by anonymous players. Instead, it sounds like a group of road warriors who’ve spent years sharing bus seats and hotel rooms, creating the sort of chemistry that can’t be faked. Pawn Shop is both raw and real, and Brothers Osborne — who, years after those household jam sessions in Deale, now have a handful of nationwide tours under their belts, songs on the charts, and a career on the rise — are no longer a family secret.
It Ain't My Fault
Brothers Osborne Lyrics
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Blame the beer on the whiskey
Blame the mornin' on the night
For who's lyin' here with me
Blame the bar for the band
Blame the band for the song
Blame the song for the party that went all night long
But it ain't my fault
No, it ain't my fault
Mighta had a little fun
Lotta wrong got done
But it ain't my fault
Blame the heart for the hurtin'
Blame the hurtin' on the heart
Blame the dark on the devil
Blame the devil on the dark
Blame the ex for the drinkin'
Blame the drinkin' for the ex
Blame the two for one tequila's for whatever happens next
But it ain't my fault
No it ain't my fault
Mighta had a little fun
Lotta wrong got done
But it ain't my fault
I got my hands up
I need an alibi
Find me a witness who can testify
You made a mistake
You got the wrong guy
I'm only guilty of a damn good time
(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
Blame my reason on my name
Blame my name on my reason
Blame my lack of knowing better on public education
Blame smoke on the fire
Blame fire on the smoke
Blame the fight on the bouncer that couldn't take a joke
But it ain't my fault
I got my hands up
I need an alibi
Find me a witness who can testify
You made a mistake
You got the wrong guy
I'm only guilty of a damn good time
No, it ain't my fault (oh oh oh, oh oh)
No, it ain't my fault (oh oh oh, oh oh)
No, it ain't my fault (oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
In the song "It Ain't My Fault" by Brothers Osborne, the lyrics describe a wild night out and the aftermath that the singer is being blamed for. The verses all follow a formula of blaming one thing for another, such as blaming the whiskey for the beer and vice versa. These lyrics create a feeling of chaos and a lack of control, as the singer is attempting to place the blame on various external factors for their actions.
However, the chorus repeats the phrase "it ain't my fault," which implies that the singer is not taking responsibility for their actions and trying to avoid blame. The line "I'm only guilty of a damn good time" suggests that the singer is aware of their actions and is unapologetic for them. In this way, the song can be interpreted as a celebration of letting loose and having fun without worrying about the consequences.
Line by Line Meaning
Blame the whiskey on the beer
The use of whiskey to wash down beer served as an excuse for actions that may be considered inappropriate or unexpected
Blame the beer on the whiskey
Drinking more beer after whiskey is blamed on a previous drink of whiskey
Blame the mornin' on the night
The events of the previous night, fueled by alcohol, led to the current state of things in the morning
For whose lyin' here with me
The people who ended up spending the night together after a night of drinking are not necessarily responsible for their actions
Blame the bar for the band
The place where they drank heavily the night before caused them to encounter the band and stay until late
Blame the band for the song
The band that played at the bar is blamed for performing a song that made them stay longer than necessary
Blame the song for the party that went all night long
The song played by the band is responsible for keeping the party going so long
But it ain't my fault
The person singing is trying to dodge responsibility for anything that happened the night before
Mighta had a little fun
The person singing had a good time and may not regret their actions
Lotta wrong got done
Many things were done that might have been considered inappropriate
Blame the heart for the hurtin'
The feelings that someone developed for another person during the night are causing them pain the next day
Blame the hurtin' on the heart
The heart is responsible for the emotional pain that someone is feeling
Blame the dark on the devil
The darkest parts of the night are attributed to the devil
Blame the devil on the dark
The darkness of the night is blamed for the way the devil behaves
Blame the ex for the drinkin'
The person's decision to drink heavily is blamed on their previous relationship with someone else
Blame the drinkin' for the ex
The relationship with the ex is causing them to drink heavily
Blame the two for one tequila's for whatever happens next
The deal on tequila drinks that the bar offered is seen as directly responsible for what might happen next
I got my hands up
The person is raising their hands to indicate they are innocent
I need an alibi
The person wants someone who can give an account of their whereabouts that would exonerate them
Find me a witness who can testify
The person wants someone who saw them the night before to act as a witness so that they can prove their innocence
You made a mistake
The person believes they are being blamed for something they did not do
You got the wrong guy
The person believes there is someone else who should be blamed rather than them
I'm only guilty of a damn good time
The person does not want to be seen as guilty of anything more serious than having a good time
Blame my reason on my name
The person is attributing their actions to their name rather than their own motives
Blame my name on my reason
The name of the person is affecting their behavior
Blame my lack of knowing better on public education
The education the person received from the general public is responsible for their actions
Blame smoke on the fire
The person is attributing smoke to the existence of the fire
Blame fire on the smoke
The person is attributing the existence of the fire to the presence of smoke
Blame the fight on the bouncer that couldn't take a joke
The bouncer at the bar is responsible for the fight that broke out when they were unable to take a joke
(Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh)
This line serves as the bridge between the verses and the chorus
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: John Osborne, Lee Miller, Thomas Osborne
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@bunmonk1903
I saw these guys in concert in an old theater and when they played this song I thought the place would collapse from all the foot stomping. It was awesome
@EricSisto
@bunmonk1903 I was stomping my foot reading this comment
@JacquelineKuttaineh
Yeppers and the Reality of Our currently CRAZY Days of imperial Risese .ah SWEET sanity. Where'd You Go. Take care of yourself and remember WHOEVER Let The Dogs of WAR outta they baggies better jump on Your Ways and Means..duh. nevermind I don't Think I can..whatever. Brain fog.kving on Up. Letter to self.hmm.
@g4g3_k9
i just worked their concert tonight, not usually my type of music but this song is good
@AirborneMom60
This voice had me thinking I was listening to Trace Adkins. Great video!!
@DarleneHarris-b7s
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@CynicalRebelGaming
" blame my lack of knowing better on public education" man that line is so true
@mariosebastiani3214
In the US...
@amandajones6481
You're so right, and public education isn't just going down the toilet in America, it's bad here in Australia too. So many kids are leaving school without being able to read or write or do math. It's becoming a big problem.
@natebyrd5107
You guys make decisions