Somebody Have Mercy - Live Songtext
von Sam Cooke

Somebody have mercy and tell me what is wrong with me
Somebody have mercy baby, and tell me what is wrong with me
Sometimes I don′t know how I stand the things this woman do to me

Let it say one more time
Somebody have mercy and I don't know what is wrong with me
I don′t know baby but it feel so good
Somebody have mercy and tell me what is wrong with me
Sometimes I don't know how I stand the things that woman do to me


Let me tell you
I'm goin′ down to the bus station baby
With a suitcase in my hand, yes I am
I′m goin' down to the bus station
With a suitcase in my hand, yes I am
I′m gonna grab me an armful of greyhound
And ride just as close I can
Do that thing for me now

Do that one more time, my fellas
I'm standin′ here wonderin', baby
With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes
I am standin′, wonderin', baby,
With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes I am
Oh I got a long way to get there
And I got-a some time to go

Somebody, somebody, somebody, somewhere
Somebody,somewhere somebody
Somebody have mercy I wonder what is wrong with me, lord have mercy
Sometimes I don't know how, let me do it one more time, yeah


Somebody, somewhere, somebody, somewhere
Somebody, somewhere
Some, some, somebody, somebody
Somebody have mercy I wonder what is wrong with me
Sometimes I don′t know how I stand the things this woman do to me