I remember the time I met you Living your people down in New Orleans Mad at your mama she wouldn't let you in our nasty limousine
Down at the levy with the up above I lost my and confessed my love
I said, oh Lucy say, God mercy I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout Oh no, no, Lucy said, God have got to stop thinkin' 'bout you
One night in a field of wheat God's letters hanging in the sky light on your tiny feet Knew I had to love you till the day I died
We talk about amazing It meant something when I saw your
I said, oh Lucy said, God mercy I've got to 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 with you It's in my brain like a man I can't do me no work I can't get me no
Oh, it does me no damn
Don't like to think about the way it Hey, the things that I said Dream a dream of love so I wake up hard in an bed
I wonder who'll be lovin' you fool who's writin' bad checks
I said, oh Lucy say, God have I've got to thinkin' 'bout that Oh no, no, said, God have mercy I've got to stop thinkin' you
Oh no, no, said, God have mercy got to stop thinkin' 'bout, got to stop thinkin' 'bout Got to stop thinkin' 'bout, got to stop 'bout Got to thinkin' 'bout, yeah Oh, it me no damn good