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Mr. Misunderstood

Eric Church

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    S1:
    Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes 
    Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you 
    Always left out, never fit in 
    Owning that path you're walking in 
    Mr. Misunderstood 
    Mr. Misunderstood
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    S2:
    Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio 
    But you love your daddy's vinyl, old-time rock and roll 
    Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard 
    And think Jeff Tweedy is one bad mother 
    Mr. Misunderstood 
    Mr. Misunderstood
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    R1:
    One day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band 
    Guitar Hero with lightnin' hands 
    And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms 
    They'll be helpless to your musical charms 
    Then they'll all hold up their hands 
    They'll all wanna dance 
    Mr. Misunderstood 
    Mr. Misunderstood
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    S3:
    First time I met Alabama Hannah 
    I was skinny as a rail 
    Red hair tied up in a blue bandanna 
    She was hotter than the Devil's hell  
    She turned me on to Back Porch Pickers 
    Jackson Pollock, and gin 
    Her daddy didn't trust my intentions 
    So he turned to his daddy's old .410 
    I'm Mr. Misunderstood 
    Mr. Misunderstood
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    R2:
    Had an axe to grind, so off I went 
    Mad at the sun for coming up again 
    I lost religion, found my soul in the blues 
    Rubbed the velvet off my blue suede shoes 
    Yeah, everybody held up their hands 
    And every soul on Beale Street danced 
    With Mr. Misunderstood 
    Mr. Misunderstood
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    S4:
    So I went with it like a colt on my Plymouth 
    Through the glass behind my rear-view 
    Took a left when the world went right 
    Down 16th Avenue  
    Played with fire and I played on ledges 
    Every circus, stage, and county fair 
    They tried to file my points, sand my edges 
    And I just grew out my hair 
    I'm Mr. Misunderstood 
    I'm Mr. Misunderstood
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    R3:
    They're standing in line, chasing the buzz 
    Til the next big things and already was 
    And hell if they know what they're trying to find 
    If it ain't that same old, been-done kind 
    Yeah, gives the head-scratchers fits 
    Wondering how in the hell they missed 
    I'm Mr. Misunderstood 
    Mr. Misunderstood
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    B:
    Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes 
    Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you 
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) 
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) 
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) 
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) 
    Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) 
    I'm Mr. Misunderstood (let's go out of here)
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    D:
    Na na na na-na, na na na na-na 
    Na na na na-na na (I understand) 
    Na na na na-na, na na na na-na 
    Na na na na-na na (I understand) 
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    Na na na na-na na (I understand) 
    Na na na na-na, na na na na-na 
    Na na na na-na na (I understand) 
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