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  • 作词 : Cooke
    Somebody have mercy
    And tell me what is wrong with me
    Somebody have mercy
    And tell me what is wrong with me, yea
    Sometimes
    I don't know how
    I standThe things this woman do to me
    Let me tell you
    When I think about how she do me
    The tears fall down like a rain, like a rain
    When I think about how she do me
    The tears fall down like a rain, like a rain
    When I think
    I've got her chained down
    She starts actin' up again
    Well, oh, let me tell you
    I'm goin' down to the bus station
    With a suitcase in my hand, yes
    I amI'm goin' down to the bus station
    With a suitcase in my hand, yes
    I amI'm gonna grab me a armful of
    GreyhoundAnd ride just as close
    I canAnd do that thing for me now, yea
    And yea yea yea yea yea yea yeah
    Let me tell you one more time
    Somebody have mercy
    I wonder what is wrong with me,
    Lord have mercy
    Somebody have mercy
    I wonder what is wrong with me, yea
    Sometimes
    I don't know how
    I standThe things this woman do to me
    Do that one more time while
    I tell 'em
    I'm standin' here wonderin', baby
    With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes
    I amStandin', wonderin', baby
    With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes
    I amOhh, I got a long way to get there
    And I got a short time to go
    One more time
  • 作词 : Cooke
    Somebody have mercy
    And tell me what is wrong with me
    Somebody have mercy
    And tell me what is wrong with me, yea
    Sometimes
    I don't know how
    I standThe things this woman do to me
    Let me tell you
    When I think about how she do me
    The tears fall down like a rain, like a rain
    When I think about how she do me
    The tears fall down like a rain, like a rain
    When I think
    I've got her chained down
    She starts actin' up again
    Well, oh, let me tell you
    I'm goin' down to the bus station
    With a suitcase in my hand, yes
    I amI'm goin' down to the bus station
    With a suitcase in my hand, yes
    I amI'm gonna grab me a armful of
    GreyhoundAnd ride just as close
    I canAnd do that thing for me now, yea
    And yea yea yea yea yea yea yeah
    Let me tell you one more time
    Somebody have mercy
    I wonder what is wrong with me,
    Lord have mercy
    Somebody have mercy
    I wonder what is wrong with me, yea
    Sometimes
    I don't know how
    I standThe things this woman do to me
    Do that one more time while
    I tell 'em
    I'm standin' here wonderin', baby
    With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes
    I amStandin', wonderin', baby
    With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes
    I amOhh, I got a long way to get there
    And I got a short time to go
    One more time