I remember the time I met you with your people down in New Orleans Mad at your 'cause she wouldn't let you Ride in our nasty
Down at the levy with the moon up I lost my heart and confessed my
I said, oh say, God have mercy I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout Oh no, no, Lucy said, God have I've got to thinkin' 'bout you
One summer night in a of wheat God's sweet hanging in the sky light on your tiny feet Knew I had to you till the day that I died
We talk amazing grace It meant something I saw your face
I said, oh Lucy said, God have I've got to stop thinkin' you Oh no, no, Lucy said, God have I've got to stop thinkin' you
I think of all the little that I never told you I I'll make it to heaven with you someday It's in my brain like a man I do me no work I can't get me no rest
Oh, it does me no good
like to think about the way it ended Hey, remembering the that I said a dream of love so splendid I wake up in an empty bed
I who'll be lovin' you next Some who's writin' bad checks
I said, oh say, God have mercy I've got to thinkin' 'bout that Oh no, no, said, God have mercy I've got to thinkin' 'bout you
Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy I've got to stop 'bout, got to stop thinkin' 'bout Got to thinkin' 'bout, got to stop thinkin' 'bout Got to thinkin' 'bout, yeah Oh, it me no damn good