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Lord have


Lord mercy
Lord have

There's a picture in the paper she prayed she'd never see
newsfash bulletins on the and on NBC
teardrops on her black
she's for the Rosary beads
remembers when boy was ten
an'sang nobody knows the I've seen
lamella cannot her
nobody put her through
she struggled with to give the boy the life (that)
daddy tried to lose
she pauses there for another
listens to the rain
with a hand full of vicodin
she away the pain, yeah

Lord have on my wicked son
forgive him Lord for the wrong done
I will sing 'till your sweet Kingdom
Lord mercy
Lord have

There's a in the wallet
the kind the returns
faded manilla
the F.B.I. to burn
Tucker stole the
in all bars
and the can he stole in
an gettin' outta hand
shootin' some pimp over
there's a photograph from a motor
and a picture of a mobile
still a penny don't drop 'till she gets to the of the page
an' now she's
'cause the say in Tuscon
date of seventy-three
daddy just been
she got the on her knee, yeah

Lord have mercy on my son
forgive him for the wrong he's done
I will sing 'till your sweet come
Lord have
have mercy

Somebody help me now,

me now
Lord have on my wicked son
forgive him Lord for the wrong he's
I will 'till your sweet Kingdom come
Lord mercy
Lord mercy

have mercy on my wicked son
forgive him for the wrong he's done
I will sing 'till your sweet come
Lord mercy
Lord mercy

Lord mercy
Lord have
have mercy
Lord have

brother
in his soul
no one is guilty or in jail
except for the son
and the grieving
told in the name of justice there this life
where the of the gun is set in it's deadly course
fire with without no remorse
I think of except one thing
injustice of my mothers pain
for the cities
and the blared
and all was ignored so
death grows
and want you to in the flames
is ever the same
doesn't matter age
stand against rage
for the sist lie
will die
and the people that
death and the rest