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 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. I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after, I'm 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 He had a strange look on his face
His big hands were calloused He looks 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 crops in the field. And I've had some bad times and lived through some sad times, But this time the hurting won't heal. You've picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille."
After he left us, I ordered more whiskey. I thought how she made him look small.
From the lights of the bar room To a rented hotel room We walked without talking at all.
No, she was a beauty But when she came to me She must have thought I'd lost my mind, 'Cause I couldn't hold her The words that he told Kept coming back time after time.
"You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille, With four hungry children and crops in the field. And I've had some bad times and lived through some sad times, But this time the hurting won't heal. You've picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille.
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