Lyrics

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
Writer(s): Jeffrey Steele, Shane Minor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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