Shooter Jennings lived his first few years in a crib on his parents' tour bus. By age five, he was playing drums. Between tours, he took piano lessons. He started playing guitar at fourteen and sometimes played in his father's band. He and his father recorded a few things together when they happened to have some microphones set up and the tape recorder plugged in. At age sixteen, Jennings discovered rock 'n' roll.
As an adult, Jennings left Nashville, Tennessee to seek his fortunes in Los Angeles. He assembled and performed with Stargunn, a southern rock band whose sound he described as Lynyrd Skynyrd mutating into Guns N' Roses. Stargunn performed at local clubs for six years, built a rabid following and earned praise from the local music press. But the Hollywood party scene eventually began to bother him. He says, "I was posing as a rocker—a country guy trying to be something he wasn't."
On March 30, 2003, Jennings dissolved Stargunn and moved to New York City to spend time with his girlfriend and sort out what he wanted to do next. An unexpected gig at the House of Blues a few weeks later revived his creativity. He returned to Los Angeles to form another band, the 357s. After six weeks in the studio, he completed his first solo album, Put the O Back in Country. Universal South released the album in early 2005.
Jennings portrayed his father in the Johnny Cash biopic, Walk the Line. He is the host of Shooter Jennings' Electric Rodeo, a two-hour weekly music show on Sirius Satellite Radio's Outlaw Country channel. He currently dates Drea de Matteo. Shooter Jennings' second solo album "Electric Rodeo" was released on April 04, 2006.
Hair Of The Dog
Shooter Jennings Lyrics
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The wrong idea that I'm gettin' soft
I just keep on gettin' lost, I don't care too much
If I ever find my way back home
The railways are too rusty, the roads are just too dusty
I sit and watch the day die all alone
It's just me and the sun but pretty soon he's gone
I drank all last night 'till the crack of dawn
Well, I was pickin' to my favorite country songs
Singing, it won't be long 'till I'm dead and gone
I woke up this morning to the hair of the dog
I remember sweet young fame or maybe it was a dream
She was beggin' me to come home when I could
And this whole life protests me, it's a curse and a blessing
A glimpse of where, my daddy stood
I drank all last night 'till the crack of dawn
Well, I was pickin' to my favorite country songs
And it won't be long 'till I'm dead and gone
I woke up this morning to the hair of the dog
I drank all last night 'till the crack of dawn
Well, I was pickin' to my favorite country songs
Singing, it won't be long 'till I'm dead and gone
I woke up this morning to the hair of the dog
Yeah, I woke up this morning to the hair of the dog
Yeah, I woke up this morning
"Hair of the Dog" by Shooter Jennings is a song that revolves around the idea of being lost, whether physically or metaphorically, and the comfort that can be found in alcohol. The lyrics suggest an aimless journey through life, with the singer admitting that he doesn't care about finding his way back home. The dilapidated railways and dusty roads portray a sense of abandonment and isolation, with the only company being the setting sun. The use of the hair of the dog, or alcohol to cure a hangover, indicates the singer's reliance on something to ease his pain and help him forget about his problems.
The song also touches on a sense of nostalgia for a simpler time, perhaps in the form of memories of the singer's father's life. The curse and blessing of his current life are mentioned, implying a struggle with fame and success. The melody itself is melancholic yet soothing, with a twangy country sound that captures the essence of the lyrics.
Line by Line Meaning
It's a long long road of livin', I wouldn't wanna be sendin', The wrong idea that I'm gettin' soft
Living is a long and challenging journey, and I wouldn't want to give the impression that I'm becoming weak or soft.
I just keep on gettin' lost, I don't care too much, If I ever find my way back home
I tend to get lost in life, but I'm not too concerned with finding my way back home.
The railways are too rusty, the roads are just too dusty, I sit and watch the day die all alone
The mode of transportation is outdated and not reliable, and I often find myself sitting alone and watching the end of the day.
It's just me and the sun but pretty soon he's gone, When he goes away, I'll go get stoned
I'm alone with the sun, but soon it will set, and I plan to get high when it does.
I drank all last night 'till the crack of dawn, Well, I was pickin' to my favorite country songs, Singing, it won't be long 'till I'm dead and gone, I woke up this morning to the hair of the dog
I spent the whole night drinking and singing country songs, feeling like my time on earth is limited, and I woke up this morning hungover and needing another drink to feel better.
I remember sweet young fame or maybe it was a dream, She was beggin' me to come home when I could
I have a memory of being famous and young, or it could have been a dream, and someone was pleading with me to come home when I had the chance.
And this whole life protests me, it's a curse and a blessing, A glimpse of where, my daddy stood
Life seems to be against me, but it's both a burden and a gift, and it gives me a glimpse into where my father stood in life.
Yeah, I woke up this morning to the hair of the dog
I started my day with a drink to cure my hangover.
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