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