I remember when the time I met you

Living with your people down in New Orleans

Mad at your mama cause she'd never let you

Ride in our nasty limousine

Later on the levee with the moon up above

I lost my heart and confessed my love

Oh Lucy, God have mercy

I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that

oh no no Lucy said God have mercy 

I've got to stop thinking bout you



One summer night in a field of wheat

God's sweet lanterns hanging in the sky

Moving light on your tiny feet

I knew I had to love you till the day I die

They talk about Amazing Grace

It meant something when I saw your face

Oh Lucy, God have mercy

I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that

I said Ohh Lucy, God have mercy

I've got to stop thinkin bout you



I think of all the little things that I never told you

I think I may get to hold you someday

It's my brain just like a man possessed

I can't do me no work, I can't get me no rest

Oh it does me no damn good



Don't like to think about the way it ended

I hate remembering the things that I said

I dream a dream of love so splendid

I wake up hard in an empty bed

I wonder who'll be loving you next

Some fool who's writing bad checks

Oh now Lucy, God have mercy

I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout you 

Oh no no Lucy said God have mercy

I've got to stop thinking bout you