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roy buchanan - good god have mercy lyrics

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down in south carolina in the piny woods
where they make sweet turpentine;
there i first saw the light of day
landin’ on my mind.
runnin’ in the sunshine laughin’,
rollin’ in the red dirt cryin’.

i said, hmmh,
good god have mercy.

canary warehouses, baby, i went to school;
i even lunched from the cans of our store;
heatin’ them up on a hot-bellied stove;
i used to keep out in the cold.
sittin’ around, you know, just to tell ’em lies about, ah,
what i’d be when i grew old.

i said, hmmh,
good god have mercy.

trestlin’ the track down, mama, where the bnn
used to haul;
freight train caught daddy one day;
he took a long, long fall.
i’d only been taught to think on life;
never thought on death at all.

i said, hmmh,
good god have mercy.

now every sunday after church
there’d be a meeting on the ground.
some good soul, she would always say
it’s a shame about frieda brown!
mama and the ladies they formed a society;
they’d run frieda out of town.

i said, hmmh,
good god have mercy.

daddy’s on the main line, mama wants him home,
daddy’s on the main line, the kid’ don’t need him home.

good god have mercy.

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