Somebody Have Mercy - Sam Cooke

Somebody have mercy and tell me what is wrong with me

Somebody have mercy and tell me what is wrong with me

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 rain, like rain

When I think about how she do me

The tears fall down like rain, like rain

When I think i've got her chained down

She starts actin' up again

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 an armful of greyhound

And ride just as close I can

Do that thing for me now

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, yeah

Sometimes I don't know how I stand the things this woman do to me

Do that one more time, my fellas

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

Oh I got a long way to get there

And I got-a some time to go