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
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
Your sweet brown legs got me feeling so blue
All I'm thinkin' about is you, baby"
"Ain't nothin' in this world I can do about it
All I'm thinkin' about is you"