I remember the time I met you Living with your down in New Orleans Mad at your mama she wouldn't let you Ride in our limousine
at the levy with the moon up above I lost my heart and confessed my
I said, oh say, God have mercy got to stop thinkin' 'bout that Oh no, no, Lucy said, God have I've got to stop 'bout you
One summer in a field of wheat God's sweet letters in the sky Moving light on tiny feet Knew I had to love you the day that I died
We talk about amazing It meant something when I saw face
I said, oh Lucy said, God have I've got to stop 'bout you Oh no, no, Lucy said, God have I've got to stop 'bout you
I think of all the little things I never told you I think I'll make it to 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 damn
Don't like to about the way it ended Hey, remembering the things that I Dream a of love so splendid I wake up hard in an bed
I who'll be lovin' you next Some fool who's writin' bad
I said, oh say, God have mercy I've got to stop 'bout that Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy I've got to thinkin' 'bout you
Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout, got to stop thinkin' Got to stop thinkin' 'bout, got to stop thinkin' Got to stop 'bout, yeah Oh, it does me no good