Mercy  by JoAnn Allie Rankin, copy right 2002

There’s a thin man in a thin coat waiting by the way
I see him with his arms outstretched every day
He say, “Mercy, have mercy lady on a poor sinner man
Mercy, mercy lady, help me if you can.”

There’s a woman with a baby carriage, kneeling in the road
So much older than her 19 years, with a heavy load
She say, “Mercy, have mercy Lordy on one such me
Mercy, Lord have mercy, set me free.”

 As the world turns
 Another day burns
 Into ashes and smoke
 Ashes and smoke

I’m wide awake and it’s half-past midnight, where are you?
Don’t know why I stay or why I love you, but I do
I say, “Mercy, have mercy baby on a fool such as me
Mercy, mercy baby, let me be.”