(You Picked a Fine Time to Leave Me) Lucille - Kenny Rogers

Lucille

In a bar in Toledo

Across from the depot

On a bar stool she took off her ring

I 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 finally quit livin' 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 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 hurtin' won't heal

You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille

After he left us

I ordered more whisky

I thought how she'd made him look small

From the lights of the bar room

To a rented hotel room

We walked without talkin' 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

'Cos the words that he told her

Kept coming back time after time

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