In a bar in Toledo, across from the depot, on a barstool she took off
her ring.
I thought I'd get closer, so I walked on over, I sat down and asked her
the name.
When the drinks fin'lly hit her, she said "I'm no quitter, but I fin'lly
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 women 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 shakin', his big heart was breakin', 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, 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 barroom to a rented hotel room, we walked without
talking at all.
She was a beauty, but when she came to me, she must have thought I'd
lost my mind.
I couldn't hold her, 'cause the words that he told her kept coming back
time after time.
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille... (twice)
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