Somebody have mercy And tell me what is wrong with me Somebody have mercy And tell me what is wrong with me Sometimes I don't know how I stand The things this woman do to me Let me tell you When I think about how she do me, The tears fall down like rain, like rain When I think about how she do me, The tears fall down like rain, like rain When I think I've got her chained down, She starts actin' up again Oh let me tell you I'm goin' down to the bus station 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 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, yeah Sometimes I don't know How I stand the things this woman do to me 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