Angel Of Mercy Lyrics - New Orleans Heat - Albert King

I went to work this mo'nin' 

My foreman looked me in the eye 

He said, "Fella I don't know what's wrong with ya, 

But you look sick enough to die" 

He sent me to the company doctor 

And he examined from head to toe 

"Whatever's wrong with ya, young man, 

My x-rays just won't show" 

I say, angel of mercy 

Won't you please look down on me? 

Angel of mercy 

A little mercy is all I need 

The finance company 

They just don't receive my check 

They say they want a payment by Friday 

Or they want all-a the furniture back 

I went to the credit union 

To try to get myself a loan 

They said, "I would let ya have it young man, 

But we hear that you won't be workin' here much longer 

Angel of mercy 

Won't you please look down on me? 

Oh, angel of mercy 

A little mercy is all I need 

Lord have mercy! Oh angel! Oh! 

Oh! 

Cut my lights off this mo'nin' 

They set my furniture out doors 

I was listenin' to the weatherman 'while ago 

An' he's says it's gonna rain an'snow 

My daughter's got pneumonia 

An' my son is down with the flu 

My whole family's sufferin' from malnutrition 

And I can't even 'fford them soup 

I say, angel of mercy 

Won't you please look down on me? 

Oh, angel of mercy 

A little mercy is all I need