Have mercy, have mercy, baby Have mercy, have mercy on me Well I went to see a gypsy Had my fortune read She said, "Pickett Your baby's gonna leave you Her bag is packed up under her bed" And I cried - Have mercy, have mercy, baby I cried mercy Lord, have mercy on me Well now if you stay here, baby I tell you what I'm gonna do I'm gonna work three jobs Seven days a week Bring my money home to you I cried Have mercy, have mercy, baby Have mercy, have mercy on me Well now hey hey, baby Hey hey, child What you trying to do Hey hey, baby, hey hey child Lord, don't say we're through, oh no Well now if my baby leave me Girl, if you put me down Well I'm goin' To the nearest river, child Jump overboard and drown Oh baby, mercy Mercy, baby, don't leave me Lord have mercy, mercy Lord have mercy, mercy ...