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Anderson Bill Mercy

feel for me but you don't feel a thing Mercy, have mercy on me Mercy, have mercy on me A little bit of understanding and a little bit of sympathy And a little bit of mercy

Sunday morning in the valley we would gather for the service You would always run to meet me you'd smile at papa kinda nervous All the people came from

Пераклад: Біл Андэрсан. Не, дзякуй я як раз адзін.