Lucile

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 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

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

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 the hurtin' 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

the 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, for the words

that he told her

Kept comin' back time after time