Lucille

In a bar in Toledo across from the depot
On a bar stool she took off her ring
I thought I'd get closer, so I walked on over
Sat down and asked her her name
And when the drinks finally hit her, she said "I'm no quitter
But I finally quit living on dreams
I'm hungry for laughter, here ever after
I'm after whatever the other life brings"

And in the mirror I saw him, I closely watched him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman who sat there beside me
He 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
When 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
I've had some bad times, I've lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille"

After he left us, I ordered more whiskey
I thought how she'd made him look small
From the lights of the bar room to a rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
But she was a beauty and when she came to me
He must have thought I'd lost my mind
'Cause I couldn't hold her, the words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time

"You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
And I've had some bad times, I've lived through some sad times
But this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille"