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
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