Mercy Buckets - Drive-By Truckers

When all your good days keep getting shorter

Count on me

When you’re about twenty-cents shy of a quarter

Count on me

When you just need a place to hide out for a while

I’ll help you hide the bodies in a little while

I will bring you buckets of mercy

And hold your hand when you’re crossing the street

Play a song if you want it

And when you woke up on the wrong side of the bed

Call on me

And if you’re feeling that freight train running through your head

Call on me

If you just need a friend to talk to

Or maybe not talk at all

I will bring you buckets of mercy

And put a smile back on your pretty face

Bring a shovel if you want it

Carry your secrets to my grave

When you’re down and out

I’ll pick you up down at the station

Give your hard times some vacation

And get you headed on your way

I will bring you buckets of mercy

And hold your hand when you’re crossing the street

Pay your bail if you need it

And I will be your saving grace

I will be your saving grace

Oh, I will be your saving grace