Lucille (album version)

In a bar in Toledo, across from the depot,
On a barstool she took off her ring.
I thought Id get closer
So I walked on over,
I sat down and asked her her name.
When the drinks finally hit her,
She said, 'I'm no quitter,
But I finally quit living on dreams.
Im hungry for laughter,
And here ever after
Im after whatever the other life brings.'
In the mirror I saw him,
And I closely watched him.
I thought how he looked out of place.
He came to the woman
Who sat there beside me.
And had a strange look on his face.
The big hands were calloused,
He looked like a mountain,
For a minute I thought I was dead.
But he started shaking,
His big heart was breaking,
He turned to the woman and said,
'You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field.
Ive had some bad times,
Lived through some sad times,
But this time your hurtin wont heal.
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille.'
After he left us, I ordered more whiskey,
I thought how shed made him look small.
From the lights of the barroom to the rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all.
She was a beauty, but when she came to me
She must have thought Id lost my mind.
I couldnt hold her, cause the words that he told her
Kept comin back time after time.
'You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field.
Ive had some bad times,
Lived through some sad times,
But this time your hurtin wont heal.
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille.'
'You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field.
Ive had some bad times,
Lived through some sad times,
But this time your hurtin wont heal.
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille.'