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HAVE MERCY

 

I was standing in line at the city bus stop

Socked to the skin from every rain drop

I see you drivin’ by just like a phantom jet

With your arm around some little brunnette

 

You say you won’t be home

Because your working late

Honey ,I’m not fool you’ve been out of the date

The lipstick on your collar give your game away

It’s stawberry red and mines pink roses

 

Have mercy ,on me

You treat me so bad ,I’m in misery

It’s breacking my heart ,can’t you see

Babe babe have mercy on me

 

Well I called you up on the telephone

I could hear you was playing a Haggard and Jones

I new right there that their was something wrong

There’s only one resons you play cheatin’ songs

 

Have mercy ,on me

You treat me so bad ,I’m in misery

It’s breacking my heart ,can’t you see

Babe babe have mercy on me

 

Well I went to the bank with my little check book

The cachier he gave a strangers look

He said you ain’t got no money cause your over drown

Your man took it all and he is a done gone

 

 Have mercy ,on me

You treat me so bad ,I’m in misery

It’s breacking my heart ,can’t you see

Babe babe have mercy on me

 

Have mercy ,on me

You treat me so bad ,I’m in misery

It’s breacking my heart ,can’t you see

Babe babe have mercy on me


 

paroles et musique : The Judds

 

 
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