Good God Have Mercy Lyrics

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.