I remember the time I met you Living with your people down in New Mad at your mama 'cause she let you in our nasty limousine
Down at the levy with the up above I lost my heart and confessed my
I said, oh Lucy say, God mercy I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy I've got to stop 'bout you
One summer in a field of wheat God's sweet hanging in the sky Moving on your tiny feet Knew I had to love you till the day I died
We talk about grace It meant something when I saw face
I said, oh said, God have mercy I've got to stop 'bout you Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy I've got to stop thinkin' you
I think of all the little things that I told you I think I'll it to heaven with you someday in my brain 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 that I a dream of love so splendid I wake up in an empty bed
I wonder who'll be you next fool who's writin' bad checks
I said, oh say, God have mercy I've got to thinkin' 'bout that Oh no, no, Lucy said, God have got to stop thinkin' 'bout you
Oh no, no, said, God have mercy I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout, got to stop thinkin' Got to stop 'bout, got to stop thinkin' 'bout Got to stop 'bout, yeah Oh, it does me no damn