Song Information

Title: The Good Stuff
Artist: Kenny Chesney
Songwriters: Jim Collins and Craig Wiseman
Album: No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems
Release Date: May 6, 2002
Genre: Country
Label: BNA Records

“The Good Stuff” was released as the second single from Kenny Chesney’s No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems album. It became Chesney’s fifth No.1 hit on the Billboard Hot Country Songs chart and spent seven consecutive weeks at the top in 2002. The song resonated with listeners for its deeply personal lyrics and emotional storytelling.


Song Content

“The Good Stuff” begins with a man walking into a bar after a fight with his wife. He tells the bartender to pour him “the good stuff,” expecting a strong drink. But instead of alcohol, the bartender begins to share something much more meaningful.

He talks about how “the good stuff” isn’t in a bottle — it’s in the quiet, sacred moments we often overlook: late-night talks, shared laughter, teardrops wiped away, and the memories of a loved one who’s no longer here. The bartender, as it turns out, lost his wife to cancer, and he treasures every memory they made together.

By the end of the song, the man realizes that the answers he’s looking for aren’t at the bottom of a glass — they’re back home, with the woman he loves. It’s a song about perspective, the fragility of time, and learning what truly matters.


Explained: What Is “The Good Stuff”?

At first glance, “The Good Stuff” sounds like a request for top-shelf whiskey. But the song’s emotional punch lies in how it redefines what “good stuff” really means.

The bartender, a wise and gentle soul, offers no liquor. Instead, he opens his heart — revealing that he lost his wife eight years ago. In his voice is no bitterness, just a quiet reverence for the simple, irreplaceable moments they shared. He recalls spaghetti dinners, whispered prayers, and sitting beside her hospital bed. These are the moments he calls “the good stuff.”

This shift in meaning transforms the song from a drinking tune into a life lesson. It gently reminds us that in times of trouble, we don’t need to numb our pain — we need to remember what’s worth fighting for. “The good stuff” is not what we buy or drink, but the people we love, the time we share, and the memories we make.

It’s a poignant message wrapped in a tender melody — a story about loss, love, and clarity, delivered with Chesney’s warm, sincere vocals.


Watch the Music Video:

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Lyrics

Well, me an’ my lady had our first big fightSo I drove around till I saw the neon lightOf a corner bar, and it just seemed rightSo I pulled up
Not a soul around but the old bar keepDown at the end an’ looking half asleepBut he walked up, an’ said, “What’ll it be?”I said, “The good stuff”
He didn’t reach around for the whiskeyHe didn’t pour me a beerHis blue eyes kinda went mistyHe said, “You can’t find that here”
‘Cause it’s the first long kiss on a second dateMomma’s all worried when you get home lateAnd droppin’ the ring in the spaghetti plate‘Cause your hands are shakin’ so muchAn’ it’s the way that she looks with the rice in her hairEatin’ burnt suppers the whole first yearAn’ askin’ for seconds to keep her from tearin’ upYeah, man, that’s the good stuff
He grabbed a carton of milk an’ he poured a glassAn’ I smiled an’ said, “I’ll have some of that”We sat there an’ talked as an hour passedLike old friends
I saw a black an’ white picture an’ it caught my stareIt was a pretty girl with bouffant hairHe said, “That’s my BonnieTaken ’bout a year after we were wed”
He said, “Spent five years in the bar”When the cancer took her from meBut I’ve been sober three years now‘Cause the one thing stronger than the whiskey
Was the sight of her holdin’ my baby girlThe way she adored that string of pearlsI gave her the day that our youngest boy, EarlMarried his high school loveAn’ it’s a new tee-shirt saying, ‘I’m a Grandpa’Bein’ right there as our time got smallAn’ holdin’ her hand, when the good Lord called her upYeah, man, that’s the good stuff
He said, “When you get home, she’ll start to cry”When she says, ‘I’m sorry, ‘ say, ‘So am IAn’ look into those eyes, so deep in loveAn’ drink it up‘Cause that’s the good stuffThat’s the good stuff