Something's Wrong with the World Today
There's something wrong with the world today
I can't put my finger on it, babe
But somethings changed
There's something wrong with the world today
There's trying times everywhere you turn
And you damn sure don't get what you earn
Now do we, babe?
There's trying times everywhere you turn
I wish I could fix it with a hammer and a wrench
And these two calloused hands, but I can't
I wish I could dig a hole
Sink a pole and build it back up to what it was yesterday
There's something wrong with the world today
It used to be a man's word was good
And a promise meant you'd do the best you could
And then you would, babe
It used to be a man's word was good
I wish I could fix it with a hammer and a wrench
And these two calloused hands, but I can't
I wish I could dig a hole
Sink a pole and build it back up to what it was yesterday
There's something wrong with the world today
It ain't the same, babe
I wish I could fix it with a hammer and a wrench
And these two calloused hands, but I can't
I wish I could dig a hole
Sink a pole and build it back up to what it was yesterday
Something's wrong with the world today
There's something wrong with the world today
It ain't the same, babe
I can't put my finger on it, babe
But somethings changed
There's something wrong with the world today
There's trying times everywhere you turn
And you damn sure don't get what you earn
Now do we, babe?
There's trying times everywhere you turn
I wish I could fix it with a hammer and a wrench
And these two calloused hands, but I can't
I wish I could dig a hole
Sink a pole and build it back up to what it was yesterday
There's something wrong with the world today
It used to be a man's word was good
And a promise meant you'd do the best you could
And then you would, babe
It used to be a man's word was good
I wish I could fix it with a hammer and a wrench
And these two calloused hands, but I can't
I wish I could dig a hole
Sink a pole and build it back up to what it was yesterday
There's something wrong with the world today
It ain't the same, babe
I wish I could fix it with a hammer and a wrench
And these two calloused hands, but I can't
I wish I could dig a hole
Sink a pole and build it back up to what it was yesterday
Something's wrong with the world today
There's something wrong with the world today
It ain't the same, babe
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Writer(s): Jeffrey Steele, Shane Minor
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