Angel Of Mercy - Albert King

I went to work this mo’nin'

My foreman looked me in the eye

He said, «Fella I don’t know what’s wrong with ya,

But you look sick enough to die»

He sent me to the company doctor

And he examined from head to toe

«Whatever's wrong with ya, young man,

My x-rays just won’t show»

I say, angel of mercy

Won’t you please look down on me?

Angel of mercy

A little mercy is all I need

The finance company

They just don’t receive my check

They say they want a payment by Friday

Or they want all-a the furniture back

I went to the credit union

To try to get myself a loan

They said, «I would let ya have it young man,

But we hear that you won’t be workin' here much longer

Angel of mercy

Won’t you please look down on me?

Oh, angel of mercy

A little mercy is all I need

Lord have mercy!

Oh angel!

Oh!

Oh!

Cut my lights off this mo’nin'

They set my furniture out doors

I was listenin' to the weatherman 'while ago

An' he’s says it’s gonna rain an’snow

My daughter’s got pneumonia

An' my son is down with the flu

My whole family’s sufferin' from malnutrition

And I can’t even 'fford them soup

I say, angel of mercy

Won’t you please look down on me?

Oh, angel of mercy

A little mercy is all I need