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