Mercy Plan B (UK)

Verse One
Our dear daddy left us when we was quite young
He said lord have mercy on my daughter and my wicked son
Raised by my friends, guess I’m on the road again
The one he said would lead me to a dark heaven-less end
So lord have mercy on my soul
Lord have mercy I don’t know which way to go
Which way to turn oh I don’t know
Lord have mercy on my good for nothing soul

My papa weren’t no preacher still he spread that word of yours
To make up for all the sinning and rebelling without a cause
Back when he was young way too young to know
The word of God would touch him tell him he’s a Rolling Stone
So lord have mercy on his soul
Lord have mercy whichever way that he rolls
Too old to learn
Too dumb to know
Its a sin to turn your back on the oats that you have sown

Hook
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy
Lord have mercy