| Show me mercy
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| Show me mercy, Mary girl
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| Bury this here gun and play my widow
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| In the kitchen window
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| In the last of the falling sun
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| Show me mercy
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| Won’t you nurse these wounds of mine
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| Rinse and sew me up
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| Baby your eyes are like a pale blue Chrysler
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| Drive us to the sun
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| Sure am thirsty
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| Show me mercy, Molly girl
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| Lift your pitcher to my mouth
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| Close your eyelids in the smoky silence
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| With your black hair falling down
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| Show me mercy
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| Show me mercy, Mary girl
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| Bury this here gun
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| With Jesus laughing, now you see what happens
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| When devils fall in love
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| Show me mercy
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| Smokestack curse the churchyard air
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| Where a virgin weeps for us
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| With Jesus laughing in the breezy blackness
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| Where devils fall in love |