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Lord mercy


Lord have
Lord mercy

There's a in the paper that she prayed she'd never see
bulletins on the radio and on NBC
teardrops on her dress
she's reachin' for the beads
remembers that boy was ten
an'sang nobody knows the trouble I've
lamella cannot her
nobody put her through
she struggled strife to give the boy the life (that)
daddy always tried to
she pauses there for burbon
listens to the rain
with a hopeful full of vicodin
she washes the pain, yeah

Lord have mercy on my son
forgive him Lord for the wrong he's
I will 'till your sweet Kingdom come
Lord mercy
Lord mercy

a letter in the wallet
the kind the returns
faded envelope
the F.B.I. forgot to
Tucker stole the
in all bars
and the can he stole in
an gettin' outta hand
shootin' pimp over heroin
there's a photograph from a back
and a of a mobile home
still a penny don't drop 'till she gets to the bottom of the
an' now frozen
the postmark say in Tuscon
date december of
just been busted
she got the on her knee, yeah

Lord have mercy on my son
forgive him Lord for the wrong he's
I will sing 'till your sweet come
have mercy
Lord mercy

Somebody help me now,

me now
Lord have mercy on my son
forgive him for the wrong he's done
I will sing 'till your sweet come
Lord mercy
Lord mercy

have mercy on my wicked son
forgive him Lord for the wrong done
I will sing 'till sweet Kingdom come
Lord have
Lord mercy

Lord have
Lord mercy
Lord have
Lord mercy-ey

brother
death's in his
no one is or innocent in jail
for the grieving son
and the grieving
in the name of justice there goes this life
where the bullet of the gun is set in deadly course
fire with without no remorse
I of nothing except one thing
because injustice of my pain
for the flared
and the sirens
and all was ignored so
grows more
and want you to in the flames
is ever the same
doesn't matter age
against that rage
for the sist lie
another die
and the people protest
death and the rest