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)