Somebody Have Mercy Songtext
von Sam Cooke

Somebody have mercy
And tell me what is wrong with me
Somebody have mercy
And tell me what is wrong with me, yeah
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
And blow that thing for me now

(Yeah, mmm)
(And yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, now)
(Mmmhmm, hmm)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 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, yeah

Sometimes I don′t know how I stand
The things this woman do to me
Blow that one more time while I tell 'em

I′m standing here wondering, baby
Will a matchbox hold my clothes? Yes, I am
Standing, wondering, baby
Will a matchbox hold my clothes? Yes, I am
Oh I got a long way to get there
And I got a short time to go


One more time
Oh, oh, oh, hmm, hmm.