Somebody Have Mercy

Somebody have mercy

And tell me what is wrong with me

Somebody have mercy

And tell me what is wrong with me, yea

Sometimes I don't know how I stand

The things this woman do to me

Let me tell you

When I think about how she do me

The tears fall down like a rain, like a rain

When I think about how she do me

The tears fall down like a rain, like a rain

When I think I've got her chained down

She starts actin' up again

Well, oh, let me tell you

I'm goin' down to the bus station

With a suitcase in my hand, yes I am

I'm goin' down to the bus station

With a suitcase in my hand, yes I am

I'm gonna grab me a armful of Greyhound

And ride just as close I can

And do that thing for me now, yea

And yea yea yea yea yea yea yeah

Let me tell you one more time

Somebody have mercy

I wonder what is wrong with me, Lord have mercy

Somebody have mercy

I wonder what is wrong with me, yea

Sometimes I don't know how I stand

The things this woman do to me

Do that one more time while I tell 'em

I'm standin' here wonderin', baby

With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes I am

Standin', wonderin', baby

With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes I am

Ohh, I got a long way to get there

And I got a short time to go

One more time