Lord Have Mercy Lyrics - Alabama 3

Lord have mercy 

mercy 

mercy 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy 

There's a picture in the paper that she prayed she'd never see 

newsfash bulletins on the radio and on NBC 

teardrops on her black dress 

she's reachin' for the Rosary beads 

remembers when that boy was ten 

an'sang nobody knows the trouble I've seen 

lamella cannot help her 

nobody gonna put her through 

she struggled with strife to give the boy the life (that) 

daddy always tried to lose 

she pauses there for another burbon 

listens to the morning rain 

with a hopeful hand full of vicodin 

she washes away the pain, yeah 

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Lord have mercy on my wicked son 

forgive him Lord for the wrong he's done 

I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom come 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy 

There's a letter in the wallet 

the kind the coroner returns 

faded manilla envelope 

the F.B.I. forgot to burn 

Tucker stole the cars 

in all night bars 

and the can he stole in Reno 

an incident gettin' outta hand 

shootin' some pimp over heroin 

there's a photograph from a motor back 

and a picture of a mobile home 

still a penny don't drop 'till she gets to the bottom of the page 

an' now she's frozen 

'cause the postmark say in Tuscon 

date december of seventy-three 

daddy just been busted 

she got the baby on her knee, yeah 

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Lord have mercy on my wicked son 

forgive him Lord for the wrong he's done 

I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom come 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy 

mercy 

Somebody help me now, yeah 

help me now 

Lord have mercy on my wicked son 

forgive him Lord for the wrong he's done 

I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom come 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy on my wicked son 

forgive him Lord for the wrong he's done 

I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom come 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy 

Lord have mercy-ey 

brother injured 

death's in his soul 

no one is guilty or innocent in jail 

except for the grieving son 

and the grieving wife 

told in the name of justice there goes this life 

where the bullet of the gun is set in it's deadly course 

fire with anger without no remorse 

I think of nothing except one thing 

because injustice of my mothers pain 

for the cities flared 

and the sirens blared 

and all these was ignored so 

death grows more 

and want you to fall in the flames 

nothing is ever the same 

doesn't matter your age 

stand against that rage 

for the sist that lie 

another will die 

and the people that protest 

against death and the rest