Track 5 of the album Borrowed Time · 2017
Blue Ribbon, Second Place
“The funnel cake smoke is real; second place at the fair was my proudest day. This one aches a little.”
folk rock · nostalgic folk · dream jangle · 3:30
Lyrics
County fair in a summer haze Funnel cake smoke and the Ferris wheel's gaze We played the talent tent on a plywood stage Four sweaty kids in a borrowed age The judges clapped polite as pie A kid with a banjo took first, oh my We got a ribbon, thin and blue Said second place, and we hung it too Blue ribbon, second place, pin it on the van Little victories are the best that we can We didn't take the trophy, but we took the night Singing every word till the stars came out right Blue ribbon, second place, hold it to the sun Not the biggest prize, but we're the lucky ones We won a little something, and it's all we need A ribbon and a road and a song to lead Dusty fairground, headlights on The crowd went home but the sound lingered on Drummer found a dollar in the grass Bought us all a lemonade, we raised the glass Said here's to second, here's to the show Here's to every mile that we've got to go We got a ribbon, thin and blue Said second place, and we hung it too Blue ribbon, second place, pin it on the van Little victories are the best that we can We didn't take the trophy, but we took the night Singing every word till the stars came out right Blue ribbon, second place, hold it to the sun Not the biggest prize, but we're the lucky ones We won a little something, and it's all we need A ribbon and a road and a song to lead Years from now when the engines rust And the road has turned to memory and dust I'll find that ribbon in a shoebox deep And remember the night we couldn't sleep Blue ribbon, second place, pin it on the van Little victories are the best that we can We didn't take the trophy, but we took the night Singing every word till the stars came out right Blue ribbon, second place, hold it to the sun Not the biggest prize, but we're the lucky ones We won a little something, and it's all we need A ribbon and a road and a song to lead Second place, second place Hold it to the sun Oh, we're the lucky ones