Written by Casey Beathard/Eric Church
Intro: G Cadd9 G Cadd9 verse 1 G Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes Cadd9 Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you G Always left out, never fit in Cadd9 Owning that path you're walking in G Cadd9 G Cadd9 Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood verse 2 G Now, your buddies get their rocks off on Top 40 radio Cadd9 But you love your daddy's vinyl, old-time rock and roll G Elvis Costello, Ray Wylie Hubbard, Cadd9 and think Jeff Tweedy is one bad mother G Cadd9 G Cadd9 Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstoodverse 3 (Strummed) G Cadd9 G Cadd9 First time I met Alabama Hannah, I was skinny as a rail G Cadd9 G Cadd9 Red hair tied up in a blue bandanna; she was hotter than the devil's Hell G Cadd9 G Cadd9 She turned me on to Back Porch Pickers, Jackson Pollock, and gin G Cadd9 G Cadd9 Her daddy didn't trust my intentions, so he turned to his daddy's old .410 G Cadd9 G Cadd9 I'm Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. MisunderstoodD One day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band Cadd9 G Guitar Hero with lightning hands D And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms Cadd9 G They'll be helpless to your musical charms G Cadd9 And they'll all hold up their hands G Cadd9 And they'll all wanna dance G Cadd9 G Cadd9 With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstoodverse 4 (Faster) G Cadd9 So I went with it like a colt on my Plymouth G Cadd9 Through the glass behind my rear-view G Cadd9 G Cadd9 Took a left when the world went right down 16th Avenue G Cadd9 Played with fire and I played on ledges G Cadd9 Every circus, stage, and county fair G Cadd9 G Cadd9 I tried to file my points, sand my edges, and I just grew out my hair G Cadd9 G Cadd9 I'm Mr. Misunderstood, I'm Mr. MisunderstoodD Had an ax to grind, so off I went Cadd9 G Mad at the sun for coming up again D I lost religion, found my soul in the blues Cadd9 G Rubbed the velvet off my blue suede shoes G Cadd9 Yeah, everybody held up their hands G Cadd9 And every soul on Beale Street danced G Cadd9 G Cadd9 With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. MisunderstoodVerse 5 G Hey there, weird kid in your high-top shoes Cadd9 Sitting in the back of the class; I was just like you G Cadd9 Mr. Misunderstood (I understand) (x5) G Cadd9 I'm Mr. Misunderstood (let's go out of here) Outro G Na na nanana Cadd9 Na na nanana G Na na nanana Cadd9 Na na nananaD They're standing in line, chasing the buzz Cadd9 G Til the next big things and already was D And hell if they know what they're trying to find Cadd9 G If it ain't that same old, been-done kind G Cadd9 Yeah, gives the head-scratchers fits G Cadd9 Wondering how in the hell they missed G Cadd9 G Cadd9 Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
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