Waylon Jennings - Lucille Lyrics
(Roger Bowling - Hal Bynum)One, two, three, four,In a barroom in Toledo across from the depotOn a barstool she took off her ringI thought I'd get closer so I walked on overI sat down and asked her, her name.When the drinks fin'lly hit her she said I'm no quitterBut I finally quit livin' on dreamsHungry for laughter and here ever afterI'm after whatever the other life brings.In the mirror I saw him I closely watched himI saw the look in his eyesHe came to the woman who sat there beside meAnd slowly started to cry.His big hands were calloused he looked like a mountainFor a minute I thought I was deadBut he started shaking his big heart was breakingAs he turned to the woman and said.You picked a fine time to leave me LucilleWith a four hungry children and a crop in the fieldI've had some sad times, lived through some bad timesBut this time your hurtin' won't heal.You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.After he left us I ordered more whiskeyShe said let's go have a ballFrom the lights of the barroom to a rented hotel roomWe walked without talkin' at all.Lord, she was a beauty but when she came to meShe must've thought that I'd lost my mindI couldn't hold her 'cause the words that he told herCame back to me time after time.You picked a fine time to leave me LucilleWith a four hungry children and a crop in the fieldI've had some sad times, lived through some bad timesBut this time your hurtin' won't heal.You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille.--- Instrumentalto fade ---
