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