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B I like toF think about theB time I Fmet you,
BLiving with your Fpeople down in BNew OrleaFns.
B Mad at your Fmama cause she'd Bnever lFet you,
BRide in no Fnasty Blimousine.
ELater on the levee with the G#mmoon up above,
E I lost my heart and Fconfessed my love,
EOh now Lucy, said, BGod have mercy, I've Fgot to stop thinkin' 'bout Bthat, somehow.
E A B Does me no damn Egood. A B
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B One Summer Fnight in a Bfield of Fwheat,
B God's sweet Flanterns hanging Bin the sFky.
B Moving Flight on your Btiny feFet,
I Bknew I had to Flove you till the Bday I die.
EThey talk about AmG#mazing Grace,
E it meant something when I Fsaw your face.
EOh now Lucy, said, BGod have mercy, I've Fgot to stop thinkin' 'bout Bthat
EOh, BLucy said, I Fcan't stop thinkin' bout Byou.
I think of Eball the little things that I never told you,
B I think I may get to hold you someday.
Eb It's my brain just like a man possessed,
I can't Edo me no work, I can't Fget me no rest,
I can't Eunderstand it Ababy. B
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B Don't like to Fthink about the Bway it eFnded,
B I hate reFmembering the Bthings that I Fsaid.
B I dream a Fdream of Blove so spFlendid,
B I wake up Fhard in an Bempty bed.
EI wonder who'll be G#mloving you next,
E Some fool will be Fwriting bad checks.
EOh now Lucy, said, BGod have mercy, I've Fgot to stop thinkin' 'bout Byou
ESomehow baby, BLord have mercy, I've Fgot to stop thinkin' 'bout Bthat
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