Текст песни Joe Bonamassa - Angel Of Mercy

Текст:

ANGEL OF MERCY (written by H. Banks/R. Jackson, originally recorded by Albert King in 1972) I went to work this mornin', My foreman looked me in the eye, He said, "Fella, I don't know what's wrong with you, But you look sick enough to die." He sent me to the company doctor And he examined from head to toe. "Whatever's wrong with ya, young man, My x-rays just won't show." Angel of mercy, Won't you please look down on me? Oh, angel of mercy, A little mercy is all that I need. The finance company They just don't receive my check. They say they want a payment by Friday Or they want all-a the furniture back. So I went down to the credit union To try to get myself a loan, They said, "I would let ya have it, young man, But we hear that you won't be workin' here much longer". Angel of mercy, Won't you please look down on me? Oh, angel of mercy, A little mercy is all that I need. Cut my lights off this mornin', They set my furniture outdoors, I was listenin' to the weatherman a while ago And he says, it's gonna rain and snow. My daughter's got pneumonia An' my son is down with the flu, My whole family's sufferin' from malnutrition And I can't even afford them soup. I say, angel of mercy, Won't you please look down on me? Oh, angel of mercy A little mercy is all that I need.

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