I was standing in line at the city bus stop

Soaked to the skin from every rain drop

I see you driving by just like a phantom jet

With your arm around some little brunette

You say you won't be home because you're working late

Honey, I'm no fool you've been out on a date

The lipstick on your collar gives your game away

Was strawberry red and mine's pink rosae

Chorus:

Have mercy on me

You treat me so bad I'm in misery

It's breaking my heart, can't you see?

Baby,baby, have mercy on me



Well i called you up on the telephone

I could hear you was playing haggard and jones

I knew right then that there was something wrong

There's only one reason you play cheatin' songs

Chorus

Well i went to the bank with my little check book

The cashier he gave me the strangest look

He said,