Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)
Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology) - Marvin Gaye 1971
Written by Marvin Gaye
Soul Pop
Bb7sus4 = X13141
B7sus4 = X24252
C#m7 = X46654
C#maj7 = 46564
Dm = XX0231
Emaj9 = 021102
Fmaj7 = X33210
Fm#7 = 242222
Fm#9 = 242224
Gm7 = 353333
Ukulele
Bb7sus4 = 1311
B7sus4 = 2422
C#m7 = 1102
C#maj7 = 1113
Dm = 2210
Emaj9 = 4342
Fmaj7 = 2000
Fm#7 = 2424
Fm#9 = 1220
Gm7 = 0211
Bb7sus4 B7sus4 Fm#9
ohhh
Emaj9
Whoa-oh-oh, oh mercy, mercy me,
C#m7 F#m7
Oh things ain't what they used to be, now, now.
Where did all the blue skies go?
F#m9
Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east.
Emaj9
whoa-oh mercy, mercy me,
C#m7 F#m7
Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no.
Oil wasted on the ocean and upon
F#m9
our seas fish full of mercury,
Emaj9
oh oh, oh mercy, mercy me.
C#m7 F#m7
Ah, things ain't what they used to be, no, no, no.
F#m9
Radiation underground and in the sky;
Animals and birds who live near by are dying.
Emaj9 C#m7
Ohhh mercy, mercy me.
F#m7
Ah, things ain't what they used to be.
What about this over crowded land?
F#m9
How much more abuse from man can she stand?
|Emaj9 | |C#m7 | |
ooooo ahhh ahhhh ....ad libs vocals)
|F#m7 | |Fm#9 | |
..sax
|Fmaj7 | |Dm | |
|Gm7 | |C#maj7 | |
sax with ad lib vocals
|C#maj7 | | | |
|C#maj7 | | | |
|C#maj7 | | | |
..very freely:
Fm Ab Gm Gsus4 Cm
oo ooo oo oo oo oo ah ah ah ah ah ah ahhhh
"Mercy Mercy Me (The Ecology)" Music, Chords and Lyrics on Youtube (Coming soon)
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Woo ah
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 ah, 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
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 my Lord...
My sweet Lord