Mercy, Mercy, Me

Tom: D

Verse 1:  
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 Ah, me rcy, mercy me,  
  Bm7 Bm7 Em7  
 Ah, things  ain't what they used to be, no,  no.  
  Em7  
Where did all the  blue skies go?  
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 Poison is the wind that blows  from the north and south and east.  

Verse 2:  
Mercy, mercy me,  
Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no.  
Oil wasted on the ocean and upon  
our seas fish full of mercury,  

Verse 3:  

Oh, mercy, mercy me.  
Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no, no.  
Radiation underground and in the sky;  
animals and birds who live near by are dying.  

Verse 4:  
Oh, mercy, mercy me.  
Ah, things ain't what they used to be.  
What about this over crowded land?  
How much more abuse from man can she stand?