Real Thing
Phil Lesh Lyrics


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He wore a song around his neck
Like some medal of honor
He carried his wisdom like a knife
An empty pocket was a temporary chain
Knowing you've got it coming
Ain't no crime

Every blue note that rolled off his tongue
You could feel his soul twisting right in two
Nobody knew where he came from
Ah but everybody knew, everybody knew

He was the real thing
No doubt about it
The kind that you remember when they're gone
The real thing
Put here for a reason
We knew someday the whole world
Was going to know his name
He was the real thing

She whispered in his ear, and he heard the thunder
Singing 'bout a world he never knew
Head spinning round, he began to wonder
Was he made to love her, or born to sing the blues

He searched inside him for an answer
But all he found was a troubled mind
He left her somewhere on the blue highway
Oh it wasn't just another love that he left behind

It was the real thing
No doubt about it
The kind that you remember when it's gone
The real thing
Not like passion's fire
But a burning, smoldering, eternal flame
It was the real thing

And sometimes at night he longs for her whisper
But he hides from the dawn, 'cause he always wakes to find her gone

In some broken down dressing room in some major city
The thunder plays an old familiar tune
He spies a face of a distant angel
Outside, beneath the halo moon

Finger on the trigger, needle in the vein
One more bullet, it might be your last ride
This is ain't no no-show, this ain't no nervous breakdown
And it sure as hell ain't the time to let the fool decide

This is the real thing
No doubt about it
Who cares if they love you and you're gone
This is the real thing
So you were put here for a reason
But what gives you the right to quit when you're tired
Anyway boy, this ain't no game
This is the real thing

He wore a song around his neck




Like some medal of honor
He carried his wisdom like a knife

Overall Meaning

The song "The Real Thing" by Phil Lesh & Friends tells a story of a musician who was truly authentic and had a deep passion for his craft. He wore his love for music like a badge of honor, and his wisdom was like a weapon he used to create beautiful sounds. He had a troubled mind, and sometimes he didn't know where he belonged. He was torn between the love for a woman and the love for music.


The song emphasizes the musician's authenticity and passion, which made him stand out from others. He was not like other musicians who played just for the sake of playing. His music was a reflection of his soul, and every note he played was a testament to his true self. The song shows how important it is to be true to oneself and to pursue one's passions relentlessly, no matter how difficult the journey may be.


Overall, the song "The Real Thing" is a tribute to those rare and special individuals who live their lives authentically and passionately. It encourages the listener to pursue their dreams and to be true to themselves, no matter what obstacles they may face.


Line by Line Meaning

He wore a song around his neck
He always carried music within himself, it was a part of him


Like some medal of honor
He wore his music like a badge of honor, it was a source of pride for him


He carried his wisdom like a knife
He always had wisdom with him and it was as sharp as a knife


An empty pocket was a temporary chain
He saw being poor as a temporary obstacle that he could overcome


Knowing you've got it coming
He was aware of his fate and ready to face it with courage


Ain't no crime
He believed that it was not a crime to be aware of one's fate, it was a natural thing


Every blue note that rolled off his tongue
Every time he sang, his voice was imbued with emotion and feeling


You could feel his soul twisting right in two
His music resonated so much with people that you could feel his pain, joy and sorrow


Nobody knew where he came from
He had a mysterious persona that no one could decipher


Ah but everybody knew, everybody knew
Despite his mysterious persona, everyone knew that he was authentic and genuine


He was the real thing
He was not fake, he was genuine in his art and persona


No doubt about it
His authenticity was undeniable


The kind that you remember when they're gone
His persona and music would be missed even after he's gone


Put here for a reason
He believed that he had a purpose in life to fulfill with his music


We knew someday the whole world
His music would spread beyond his home and be heard all over the world


Was going to know his name
His music and persona would become famous and recognizable


She whispered in his ear, and he heard the thunder
Her whispers had a profound effect on him, he felt a deep emotion akin to hearing thunder


Singing 'bout a world he never knew
She sang about a world he was not familiar with


Head spinning round, he began to wonder
Her words made him feel confused and bewildered


Was he made to love her, or born to sing the blues
He wondered if he was meant to be with her or if his destiny was to sing melancholy songs


He searched inside him for an answer
He looked within himself to find an answer


But all he found was a troubled mind
His mind was filled with doubts and fears, he couldn't find a clear answer


He left her somewhere on the blue highway
He parted ways with her at some unknown location


Oh it wasn't just another love that he left behind
Their love was not just another relationship, it was significant and memorable


Not like passion's fire
Their love was not just a fleeting or intense emotion


But a burning, smoldering, eternal flame
Their love was a deep, long-lasting and passionate connection


Sometimes at night he longs for her whisper
He sometimes misses her voice and longs to hear it again


But he hides from the dawn, 'cause he always wakes to find her gone
He avoids the morning because it reminds him that she is not there with him


In some broken down dressing room in some major city
He is in a dressing room that is in a state of disrepair, in a large city


The thunder plays an old familiar tune
He hears thunder, which is reminiscent of a familiar song


He spies a face of a distant angel
He sees the face of a person who is like an angel, but who is far from him


Outside, beneath the halo moon
Outside, where the moon appears surrounded by a halo


Finger on the trigger, needle in the vein
He is ready to use a drug, with his finger on the trigger of the syringe


One more bullet, it might be your last ride
Taking one more hit could be his death


This is ain't no no-show, this ain't no nervous breakdown
This is not a situation of him backing out or being anxious


And it sure as hell ain't the time to let the fool decide
This is not the time to make a foolish decision that would have permanent consequences


Who cares if they love you and you're gone
It doesn't matter if people loved him after he was gone


So you were put here for a reason
He was born and meant to fulfill a purpose in life


But what gives you the right to quit when you're tired
He didn't have the right to give up just because he was tired


Anyway boy, this ain't no game
Life is serious and should not be trivialized by considering it a game




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: STEVIE WONDER

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