billy currington
lucille
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. "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. "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.