Текст (слова) песни: James Taylor - (I`ve Got To) Stop Thinkin` `Bout That
I like to think about 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 no 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
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 think of all the little things that I never told you I think I may get to hold you someday It`s in my brain just like a man possessed I can`t do me no work, I can`t get me no rest I can`t understand it baby
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 will be writing bad checks Oh now Lucy, God have mercy I`ve got to stop thinkin` `bout you
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