With Johnny Guitar Watson



Mercy, mercy, mercy

My baby, she may not look

Like one of those bunnies

Out of a Playboy book

(But I'm sorry about that Mr. Williams)

But she's got something, Johnny

Much better than gold

(Well now, what's that?)

I'm crazy 'bout the girl

She's got so much soul



She got the kind of loving

Kissing and a-hugging

Sure is mellow

Glad that I'm her fellow and I know

That she knocks me off my feet

Have mercy on me

'Cause she knocks me off my feet

(Can you dig it?)



There is no girl

In the whole world

That can love me

Like you do

(Ow, tell 'em about it Watson)



My baby now, when she walks by

All the fellows go (whistle)

And I know why

(Have mercy she's looking at Walt?)

It's simply because

The girl she walks so fine

And if she ever leaves me

I would lose my mind



Because she got the kind of loving

Kissing and a-hugging

Sure is mellow

Glad that I'm her fellow and I know

That she knocks me off my feet

Have mercy on me

'Cause she knocks me off my feet

(You better tell them one more thing)



There is no girl

In the whole world

That can love me

Like you do

(Ow, tell 'em about it Mr. Williams)



Now everybody in the neighborhood

(And that's including me)

Will testify that my girl

She looks so good

(Well let me tell 'em something else right here)

She looks so fine

She'd give eyesight to the blind

(Have mercy, make 'em see! )

And if she ever leaves me

I would lose my mind



Because she got the kind of loving

Kissing and a-hugging

Sure is mellow

Glad that I'm her fellow and I know

That she knocks me off my feet

Have mercy on me

'Cause she knocks me off my feet

(Can you dig it?)



There is no girl

In the whole world

That can love me

Like you do

Mercy, mercy, mercy