Woo ah, mercy mercy me   Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no   Where did all the blue skies go?   Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east   Woo mercy, mercy me, mercy father   Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no   Oil wasted on the ocean and upon our seas, fish full of mercury   Ah, oh mercy, mercy me   Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no   Radiation under ground and in the sky   Animals and birds who live nearby are dying   Oh mercy, mercy me   Ah, things ain't what they used to be   What about this overcrowded land   How much more abuse from man can she stand?   Oh, na na . . .   My sweet Lord . . . No   My Lord . . . My sweet Lord