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