Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood (Live at Westbury Music Fair, Westbury, NY - April 1968)

I said baby, you understand me now

If sometimes you see that I'm mad

Nobody can always be an angel

When everything goes wrong, you see some bad

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

You know sometimes, I'm so carefree

With a joy that's hard to hide

Most of the time all I have is worry

And you're bound to see my other side

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Someone has shown

Man in his soul, he's

So mad, they're so mad, ay, so (yeah)

Too much hatred, too much

Too much of everything

But people, strange, Lord

Strange now

Don't wanna come here no more, oh Lord

Don't let me be misunderstood this time

Give me the words to say it like it is

Like you want me to say it

Use me, use me, use me, use me, use me

Use me, use me, use me