Lyric discussion by jeff101102 

Cover art for The Luckiest Man lyrics by Wood Brothers, The

This song really spoke to me when I was going through a difficult time in my life ... ultimately, things were just tough with work and with a few friendships. Here's what it said to me:

My whole saturday and sunday too I was thinking about ways not to lose

I'm caught in a loop of worry about a problem... and I'm trying to find a way out of the problem where I don't lose something I have. At a deeper level, you're not trying to WIN ... you're just trying NOT TO LOSE. So you're playing defense and that sucks. Fun problems are trying to get promoted or making new friends. Bad problems are trying not to lose things (jobs, friends, houses lol)

I lay down my weapons is what I've done Too late to hide, feet too soft to run

I stepped into a fight I'm going to lose ... so I'm yielding. I can't get out of the way or outrun the fight, so I'm going to have to accept the consequences.

But people say I'm the luckiest man Yeah they say Running is useless and fighting is foolish You're not gonna win but still you're the luckiest man you're up against too many horses and mysterious forces What you don't know is you are the luckiest man You're the luckiest man

So ... there's all kinds of bullshit going on around you ... and you're going to lose this fight, but it doesn't matter because, at the end of the day, you're above the bullshit. All the people fighting superficial battles are welcome to continue fighting and winning those battles, because they don't matter. You're the luckiest man because you recognize that the battle isn't worth winning.

Running is useless You can't get out of the way now, so just suck it up

and fighting is foolish It's a worthless battle

you're up against too many horses and mysterious forces You can't win and you don't even understand the game

I don't talk to the devil when he calls my name But sometimes when I'm losing it all seems the same

I took this to mean addiction ... it fit me pretty well. So when the addiction calls (the devil), you ignore him, but you wonder why you're bothering because you feel like shit anyway. You've given up the addiction and you still feel like garbage.

And when I fall I'm back up again Just to slip on the same mistakes and slide right back in

It's a cycle; you lose the addiction battle, then you win for a while, then you slip again.

Try to keep my faith and keep my mind Hate to lose either one when the whip cracks behind And I can't help but mourning just a little each night People say everything is gonna be alright

It's hard to keep a positive outlook when you're getting attacked, but you keep trying... and it's okay to be sad a little

My Interpretation