Somebody Have Mercy

Sam Cooke

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    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

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    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

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    Composition: Sam Cooke

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