Blind man waving by the side of the road In a flatbed Ford carrying a heavy load Sweet thing sipping on a blueberry wine
On a flat black highway down in Carolina Black bird slipping in a sky of blue
All I´m thinking about is you, baby All I´m thinking about is you, honey All I´m thinking about is you, baby All I´m thinking about is you There isn´t nothing in this world I can do about it All I´m thinking about is you
Little boy carrying a fishing pole Little girl picking huckleberries from off of the vine Brown bag filled with a little green toad We hook him through the the lip and throw him off with a line A sweet pair of legs got me feeling so blue
Black car shiny on a Sunday morning Mama go to church now, mama go to church now Friday night and daddy´s shirt is torn Daddy´s going downtown, daddy´s going downtown Isn´t no one understand the sweet thing you do
Field turned up, the seed is sowed Rain coming in from over across the road Big black curtain coming across the field Blind will see and lame will be healed Brown eyed girl, turn my back on you, now it´s lonely
All I´m thinking about is you, baby And all I´m thinking about is you All I´m thinking about is you, baby All I´m thinking about is you
There isn´t nothing in this world take away these blues All I´m thinking about is you
All I´m thinking about is you, baby All I´m thinking about is you Honey, all I´m thinking about is you Yeah, all I´m thinking about is you Isn´t nothing in this world I can do about it All I´m thinking about is you