Lord, have mercy We're gonna have a soul time here this evening, children Look out How long wiII trouble last Won't somebody tell me when will hard times pass I mean, my baby, we've been feeling bad (Look a here) Wishing for something we ain't never had You know what I'm talking 'bout My last suit's gone (teII 'em what you had to do) To go and hock it (Lord, have mercy) And then get some money and get it in my pocket Money, yeah, like to get it in my pocket If good things come to those that way Won't somebody tell me, why mine's consolid I mean, my baby, Lord knows we're tired We're tired of walking we're tired of running and bombing rights, yeah That old car we had (Lord tell the truth) Is back on the market (Tell 'em why) Cuz, cuz it couldn't bring no money (what) There in my pocket Money, I'm talking 'bout soul green Ya aII know what I mean Now yesterday I went to the doctor