The Story
behind the Songs Newsletter Series
April 03, 2004 Issue #19
Be Good At
It – written by JR Still 2003
‘Be
Good At It’ is the second track on the album. The title
came from something my dad would often say to me when I was going
to school, “Be good …and if you can’t be good
be good at it.” Dad was a funny guy…well, he told
me he was anyway. :-) I was actually a pretty good kid but I did
get in my fair share of trouble from time to time. All good clean
fun of course. ;-)
This song
is a mix of truths and fiction. Starting with the first line,
“I learned my lesson a long time ago when I got caught I
was four years old”. I had no idea what I was doing but
I was trying to score with the girl next door. She was the older
highly educated and sophisticated woman two years my senior. She
was the cutest girl in the area. Come to think of it she was the
only girl in the area. So, needless to say I was keen to take
her for a ride on my trike. Do you remember those plastic ‘Big
Wheels’ every little boy wanted? Well, I had one! And, man
was I cool and cocky. At four!
“I was
dreadin’ the moment when daddy found out there’d be
a butt whippin’ without a doubt”. I was sure I was
going to get it good when the neighbour lady told dad I was making
moves on her daughter. The mama was not happy and she let my dad
have an ear full. In my defence; I was being raised by a single
parent father fresh out of the navy, in his prime and loving single
life. Not too discrete I guess for peeking little eyes. Enough
said.
“I knew
if I’d lie then I’d’ve a really had it when
daddy said ‘son if you can’t be good be good at it.”
Dad was a real stickler for telling the truth. I knew I could
never lie to dad and that he would never lie to me. We were real
straight up that way. Needless to say, that type of truthfulness
between parent and child allowed me to grow up quick. If I asked,
no matter what it was, he told me the truth. So, as it turned
out I didn’t get the butt whipping I was expecting because
I told him the truth and no crime or harm was committed. I think
he may have even been a little proud that his ‘little man’
was already trying to woo the girls. After he sent me to the house
I think dad may have even tried to ‘woo’ the very
upset mother knowing him.
In the chorus
lines “Well, I tried to be good but I was no good at it;
I can’t help it that I have a lot of good bad habits; Lord
help me if you can ‘cause I’m just a man; If I could
be good you know I would Be Good At It.” These lines are
a mix of memories and creativity. I was often the new kid at the
various schools I went to so I was always interesting to the girls
and a threat to the guys. I learned early on to quickly become
the teachers pet; that is, if the teacher was a lady and in those
days they usually were. It was like second nature to ally with
beautiful teachers. So, really my ‘good bad habit’
was playing the sweet and cute card every chance I got using all
the good manors my dad taught me to manipulate the situation.
I was constantly bucking the system in some way and getting away
with it somehow. Lord have mercy!
Speaking of
the Lord; in those days we had Bible ladies that would come around
to our school and tell us Bible stories and we’d memorise
Bible verses for prizes. Though my dad would seldom go to church
he’d let me go anytime I wanted. I really enjoyed church
and did my best to be a good Christian boy. The line “The
Good Book says you reap what you sow and the preacher man’s
preaching to save my soul” comes from those early years
of indoctrination. “I don’t pretend to be above the
law I just do my best not to get caught; when fortune comes my
way I reach out and grab it; I’m gonna have fun if I can’t
be good… I’ll Be Good At It.” I knew that I
wasn’t exempt from punishment and never pretended to be.
But, when I got caught and couldn’t talk or charm my way
out of it; I took my punishment while thinking of a better way
to not get caught. I figured ‘Fortune’ and ‘fun’
are just opportunities or choices that we make so “Seize
the day”, “If it feels good do it”, “If
you’re not living on the edge you’re taking up too
much space”, “Live for the moment”, “We’re
here for a good time not a long time.” Oh the deep philosophical
ideals of youth.
Well, having
survived those memorable years of youth fairly intact; I can now
merely reflect on those life path events and share them by turning
them into simple melodic memories. It’s a little scary sharing
this much information about my thought processes and my past but
it’s also kind of confessional which is good for the soul
I guess.
I hope you’ve
enjoyed the story behind the song. If you’d like other information
you can check out the CD credits at www.jamesray.info/cdcredits.html