Introduction:
Wrong’s What I Do Best is a timeless country ballad that showcases the raw emotional depth of the legendary George Jones. Released in 1992 as part of his album Walls Can Fall, the song quickly became a signature piece in his repertoire. The track perfectly captures Jones’ signature style, blending his weathered vocals with a poignant narrative of love gone wrong.
Often hailed as the “Possum,” George Jones was a towering figure in country music. His distinctive voice, marked by its vibrato and emotional intensity, earned him a devoted following. With a career spanning decades, Jones amassed a catalog of hits that defined the genre.
Produced by Emory Gordy Jr., “Wrong’s What I Do Best” is a stripped-down, melancholic masterpiece. The song’s arrangement, featuring a simple acoustic guitar and steel guitar, creates a haunting atmosphere that perfectly complements Jones’ vocals. The lyrics, penned by Dickey Lee, Freddy Weller, and Mike Campbell, delve into the complexities of a troubled relationship, with Jones’ character owning up to his destructive patterns.
Upon its release, “Wrong’s What I Do Best” resonated deeply with audiences, solidifying Jones’ status as a master storyteller. The song climbed the country charts, earning critical acclaim and further cementing his legacy as one of country music’s greatest vocalists. It remains a fan favorite and a cornerstone of Jones’ discography, serving as a testament to his enduring artistry.
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“Wrong’s What I Do Best”
Some men look for diamonds
Some men look for gold
I’m just trying to find myself
Before I get too old
Different people have their ways
Of measuring success
Maybe it’s not the right way
But wrong’s what I do bestWell I walk the straight and narrow
Straight to where I don’t belong
One time I even tried to love one woman
But that didn’t last too long
If my ship is docking in the east
You can bet I’d be heading west
Right in the wrong direction
‘Cause wrong’s what I do bestWhen I’m down and out
And can’t get up
I feel right at home
When I got the blues
And it’s all bad news
That’s when I’m in my comfort zoneBut, If they held a loser’s playoff
There’d be no contest
‘Cause I’ve had lots of practice
And wrong’s what I do bestIf my ship is docking in the east
You can bet I’d be heading west
I’m right in the wrong direction
‘Cause wrong’s what I do bestRight in the wrong direction
‘Cause wrong’s what I do best…