Mercy, Mercy, Me

	  		Verse 1:  
  Dmaj7 Dmaj7  
 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?  
  Gmaj7 Gmaj7  
 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?