Lucille

In a bar in toledo across from the depot on a barstool she took off her ring
Thought i'd get closer so i walked on over i sat down and asked her name
When the drinks finally hit her she said i'm no quitter but i'm tired of livin' on dreams
Hungry for laughter here ever after i'm after whatever the other life brings

In the mirror i saw him i closely watched him i thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman and sat there beside her he had a strange look on his face
His big hands were calloused he looked like a giant for a minute i thought i was dead
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
I've had some bad times lived through some sad times
But this time your hurtin' won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me lucille

After he left us i ordered more whiskey and i thought how she made him look small
From the lights of the barroom to a rented hotel room we walked without talkin' at all
She was a beauty when she came to me she must've thought that i'd lost my mind
But 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...
You picked a fine time to leave me lucille...