Tone gốc: Bm
Wrabel
No, your G mom don’t get it And your Bm dad don’t get it Uncle D John don’t get it F#m
And you G can’t tell grandma ‘Cause her Bm heart can’t take it And she D might not make it F#m
They say, G “Don’t dare, don’t you even Bm go there”
“Cutting off your D long hair” “You do as you’re F#m told”
Tell you, ” G Wake up, go put on your Bm makeup”
“This is just a D phase you’re gonna out F#m grow”
There’s something G wrong in the vil Bm lage In the vil D lage, F#m oh
They G stare in the vil Bm lage In the vil D lage, F#m oh
There’s G nothing wrong with Bm you It’s D true, it’s F#m true
There’s something G wrong with the villa Bm ge With the vil D lage
There’s something F#m wrong with the vil G lage
Feel the G rumors follow you From Bm Monday all the way to D Friday dinner F#m
You got G one day of shelter Then it’s Bm Sunday hell to pay, you D young lost sinner F#m
Well, I’ve G been there, sitting in that Bm same chair
Whispering that D same prayer half a million F#m times
It’s a G lie, though buried in dis Bm ciples
One page of the D Bible isn’t worth a F#m life
Something G wrong in the vil Bm lage In the vil D lage, F#m oh
They G stare in the vil Bm lage In the vil D lage, F#m oh
There’s G nothing wrong with Bm you It’s D true, it’s F#m true
There’s something G wrong with the villa Bm ge With the vil D lage
There’s something F#m wrong with the vil G lage