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Eric Church
Eric Church
Akustische Gitarre
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
E-Gitarre
Lee Hendricks
Lee Hendricks
Bass
Craig Wright
Craig Wright
Schlagzeug
Jeff Hyde
Jeff Hyde
Akustische Gitarre
Casey Beathard
Casey Beathard
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Eric Church
Eric Church
Songwriter:in
Casey Beathard
Casey Beathard
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jay Joyce
Jay Joyce
Produzent:in
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Arturo Buenahora, Jr.
Ausführende:r Produzent:in
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Mischtechniker:in
Paul Cossette
Paul Cossette
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Caleb Vanbuskirk
Aufnahmeingenieurassistent:in
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey to the 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
[Verse 2]
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
[Verse 3]
One day you'll lead the charge, you'll lead the band
Guitar hero with lightning hands
And the girls will like your tattoos and the veins in your arms
They'll be helpless to your musical charms
And they'll all hold up their hands
And they'll all wanna dance
With Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
[Verse 4]
First time I met Alabama Hannah, I was skinny as a rail
Red hair tied up in a blue bandana, 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
[Verse 5]
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
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
They're standing in lines, chasing the buzz
Till the next big things that 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
I'm wondering how in the hell they missed
Mr. Misunderstood, Mr. Misunderstood
[Verse 8]
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 on out of here
[Verse 9]
I understand
I understand
I understand
I understand
Written by: Casey Beathard, Eric Church
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