(I've Got To) Stop Thinkin' 'Bout That - James Taylor (詹姆斯·泰勒)
Oh I say I will get mercy 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 now God have mercy
I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that somehow
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
I feel that they talk about Amazing Grace
It meant something when I saw your face
Oh Lucy now God have mercy
I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that
Oh Lucy babe can't 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
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 Lucy God have mercy
I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout you
Oh Lucy God have mercy
I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout you
Stop thinkin' 'bout
Stop thinkin' 'bout
Stop thinkin' 'bout
Stop thinkin' 'bout
Stop thinkin' 'bout
Stop thinkin' 'bout
