Ive Got To Stop Thinkin Bout That

	  		
Intro: E A B (x4) 

verse 1: 
B         F#              B       F# 
 I like to think about the time I met you, 
B                F#             B        F#  
Living with your people down in New Orleans. 
B            F#               B      F# 
 Mad at your mama cause she'd never let you, 
B          F#    B 
Ride in no nasty limousine. 

Pre-Chorus 
E                           G#m 
Later on the levee with the moon up above,  
E                     F# 
  I lost my heart and confessed my love, 
 
E                  B                    F#                         B 
Oh now Lucy, said, God have mercy, I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that, somehow.
 

Break: 
E, A, B                 E     A   B 
        Does me no damn good. 
E, A, B 
E, A, B 

verse 2: 
B           F#         B        F# 
 One Summer night in a field of wheat,  
B            F#               B       F# 
 God's sweet lanterns hanging in the sky. 
B       F#            B      F# 
 Moving light on your tiny feet, 
  B             F#                B  
I knew I had to love you till the day I die. 

Pre-Chorus 
E                 G#m 
They talk about Amazing Grace, 
E                           F# 
  it meant something when I saw your face. 

E                  B                    F#                         B 
Oh now Lucy, said, God have mercy, I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that 
E   B            F#                       B 
Oh, Lucy said, I can't stop thinkin' bout you. 


Bridge: 
           Eb 
I think of all 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,  
        E                      F# 
I can't do me no work, I can't get me no rest, 

Break: 
        E             A     B 
I can't understand it baby. 
E A B (x3) 

verse 3: 
B              F#              B       F# 
 Don't like to think about the way it ended, 
B         F#            B             F#  
 I hate remembering the things that I said. 
B          F#       B         F# 
 I dream a dream of love so splendid, 
B          F#         B  
 I wake up hard in an empty bed. 

Pre-Chorus 
E                  G#m 
I wonder who'll be loving you next,  
E                  F# 
 Some fool will be writing bad checks. 

E                  B                    F#                         B 
Oh now Lucy, said, God have mercy, I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout you 
E             B                     F#                         B 
Somehow baby, Lord have mercy, I've got to stop thinkin' 'bout that
 

Outro: 
E, A, B