Blind man wavin by the side of the road
I m in a flat bed Ford carrying a heavy load
With a sweet thing sippin on a blueberry wine
On a flat black highway down in Carolina
Black bird slippin in a sky of blue
All I m thinkin about is you, baby
All I m thinkin about is you, honey
All I m thinkin about is you, baby
All I m thinkin about is you
Ain t nothin in this world I can do about it
All I m thinkin about is you
Little boy carryin a fishin pole
Little girl pickin berries straight off of the vine
Brown bag filled with a little green toad
We hook em through the lip and throw em off of the line
Your sweet brown legs got me feeling so blue
All I m thinkin about is you, baby
All I m thinkin about is you
All I m thinkin about is you, baby
All I m thinkin about is you
Ain t nothin in this world I can do about it
All I m thinkin about is you
Black car shinin on a Sunday morn
Mama go to church now,
Mama go to church now
Friday night daddy s shirt is torn
Daddy s goin downtown,
daddy s goin downtown
Ain t no one understand this sweet thing we do
All I m thinkin about is you, baby
All I m thinkin about is you
All I m thinkin about is you, baby
All I m thinkin about is you
Ain t nothin in this world I can do about it
All I m thinkin about is you
Harmonic solo:
Field turned up, the seed is sowed
Rain comin in from over cross the road
Big black curtain comin cross the field
Blind ll ss, the lame will be be healed
Brown eyed girl, I turned my back on you, now it s lonely
All I m thinkin about is you,
All I m thinkin about is you
All I m thinkin about is you
All I m thinkin about is you
Ain t nothin in this world I can do about it
All I m thinkin about is you
All I m thinkin about is you
