I when the time I met you Living with your people down in New Mad at your mama she wouldn't let you Ride in our nasty
Down at the levy the moon up above I lost my and confessed my love
I said, oh Lucy say, God have got to stop thinkin' 'bout that Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy I've got to stop thinkin' you
One night in a field of wheat God's sweet hanging in the sky Moving light on your feet Knew I had to love you till the day that I
We talk about grace It meant something I saw your face
I said, oh said, God have mercy got to stop thinkin' 'bout you Oh no, no, said, God have mercy got to stop thinkin' 'bout you
I think of all the things that I never told you I think I'll make it to heaven you someday It's in my like a man possessed I can't do me no I can't get me no rest
Oh, it does me no damn
Don't to think about the way it ended Hey, remembering the things I said Dream a of love so splendid I up hard in an empty bed
I who'll be lovin' you next Some who's writin' bad checks
I said, oh Lucy say, God have I've got to thinkin' 'bout that Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy I've got to stop 'bout you
Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy got to stop thinkin' '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