I can't give up I heard him say, the day he left Fadin' footsteps on hot cement I don't know where he went, but he left in a hurry Sayin' somehing about a mission of mercy
Mama hasn't been sleepin' well at all As she lies stretched out in the hall Waiting for him to call
Now the mercy of his missioon still isn't quite clear A different angle than what it would appear I don't know where he went, but he left in a hurry He sayin' something about a mission of mercy
Mama hasn't been sleepin' well at all As she lies stretched out in the hall Waiting for him to . . .
Call us please someday At least you could explain Call us please someday I never knew mercy could feel this way
Mama hasn't been sleepin' well at all As she lies stretched out in the hall Doesn't seem like my mama at all She's waiting for him to . . .
Call us please someday At least you could explain Call us please someday I never knew mercy could feel this way