Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lord Have Mercy, artist - Alabama 3. Album song Power In The Blood, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 27.10.2002
Record label: One Little Independent
Song language: English
Lord Have Mercy |
| 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 pours herself another burbon |
| Listens to the morning rain |
| With a hopeful hand full of vicodin |
| She washes away the pain, yeah |
| 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 |
| 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 |