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Lord mercy


Lord mercy
have mercy

There's a picture in the that she prayed she'd never see
newsfash on the radio and on NBC
on her black dress
she's reachin' for the Rosary
remembers that boy was ten
an'sang nobody knows the trouble seen
lamella cannot her
gonna put her through
she with strife to give the boy the life (that)
daddy always to lose
she pauses for another burbon
listens to the morning
with a hand full of vicodin
she away the pain, yeah

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

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

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

Somebody help me now,

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

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

Lord mercy
have mercy
Lord mercy
Lord have

brother
death's in his
no one is guilty or innocent in
except for the son
and the grieving
told in the name of justice there goes life
the bullet of the gun is set in it's deadly course
fire with anger no remorse
I think of nothing except one
because of my mothers pain
for the cities
and the blared
and all was ignored so
grows more
and you to fall in the flames
is ever the same
doesn't your age
stand against rage
for the sist lie
another die
and the people protest
death and the rest