I stood in the water   In the middle month of winter   My camel skin was torture   I was in a state of nature      The wind, sir, it was wicked   I was so alone   And just as I predicted   My followers were gone      I cried, mercy   Have mercy on me   And I got down on my knees      Crying mercy   Have mercy on me   And I got down on my knees      Thrown into a dungeon   Bread and water was my portion   And faith, my only weapon   To rest the devil's legion      The speak hole would slide open   A viper's voice would plead   A voice thick with innuendo   Syphilis and Greed      And she cried, mercy   Have mercy on me   I told her to get down on her knees      Crying, mercy   Have mercy upon me   And I told her to get down on her knees      A garden full of roses   My hands were tied behind me   My cousins working miracles   I wondered if he'd find me      A moon had faced toward me   Like a platter made of gold   My death, it almost bored me   So often was it told      And I cried, mercy   Have mercy on me   I dropped down to my knees      And I cried, mercy   Have mercy on me   And then it pushed me to my knees      Mercy   Have mercy on me   And I dropped down on my knees      Crying mercy   Hey, mercy, mercy   And I dropped down on my knees      Crying mercy   Oh have mercy   Have mercy