Baby I'ma payin' for a lifetime of sin
For the debts of the flesh in the arms of a man
Well it takes two parties, and parties they ask for friends
Of which all roads they close to an end
So I bled my horses, and I laid down with a pharaoh
And I hitched out west to the hills of the sun
Mercy, I need mercy
Mercy, right now
Mercy, don't try to hurt me
Honey I'ma certain there's a big white house without me
You can drink champagne on a cloud full of grace
But it ain't for creatures who sell themselves for comfort
'Cause I stole that horse, just to hide in the hay
Now I tip my hat, and I thank you for the sadness
And I lay my head on a bed full of stars
Mercy, I need mercy
Mercy, right now
Mercy, don't try to hurt me
Mercy, I need mercy
Mercy, right now
Mercy, don't try to hurt me
(J. Wyatt)
Native Songs Publishing (SESAC)
Vocal, Acoustic Guitar — Jaime Wyatt
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