Lyrics:

A man takes all his money, saved for years
Gathers up his family, it's time to go
At the appointed hour, they meet a man with a truck
With 50 other pilgrims, they're driven down to the coast
Have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have mercy, have a heart
They sneak onboard a freighter
Money changes hands
But is the ship seaworthy
For the journey to the Promised Land?
After three calm days at sea
A storm begins to blow (blow, blow, blow)
Passengers and crew pray for their souls
Have mercy, mercy, mercy
Have mercy (mercy), have a heart
Who rips the gold and the diamonds
From the, from the bosom of Africa? (Africa, Africa)
Can you tell me, who works the mines in poverty for generations? (Yeah)
Who stamps the papers to let a pilgrim in?
Everybody wants a good life, and for their children
Have mercy (mercy), mercy, mercy
Have mercy (mercy), have a heart
So when you meet a pilgrim
At a corner grocery store
Huh, you know he's got a story
So in your heart, keep an open door

Have mercy (mercy), mercy, mercy
Have mercy (mercy), have a heart
Have a heart (yeah, have a heart)
Have a heart (yeah)