I when the time I met you Living your people down in New Orleans Mad at your mama 'cause she let you Ride in our nasty
Down at the levy with the moon up I lost my and confessed my love
I said, oh say, God have mercy got to stop thinkin' 'bout that Oh no, no, said, God have mercy I've got to stop 'bout you
One summer night in a of wheat God's letters hanging in the sky Moving light on your tiny Knew I had to love you till the day that I
We talk amazing grace It meant something when I saw face
I said, oh Lucy said, God mercy I've got to thinkin' 'bout you Oh no, no, Lucy said, God mercy I've got to thinkin' 'bout you
I think of all the little things that I never you I think I'll make it to with you someday It's in my like a man possessed I can't do me no work I can't get me no
Oh, it does me no damn
like to think about the way it ended Hey, remembering the that I said Dream a dream of love so I wake up hard in an bed
I wonder who'll be lovin' you Some who's writin' bad checks
I said, oh say, God have mercy I've got to stop thinkin' that Oh no, no, Lucy said, God have I've got to thinkin' 'bout you
Oh no, no, Lucy said, God have I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout, got to stop thinkin' Got to thinkin' 'bout, got to stop thinkin' 'bout Got to stop thinkin' 'bout, Oh, it me no damn good